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EVANGELICAL  ASSOCIATION. 


PUBLISHING  HOUSE 

OF  THE 

Evangelical  Association, 

CLEVELAND,  OHIO. 

1882. 


Copyrighted  by  Lauer  &  Yost. 
1881. 


CONTENTS. 


Hymns. 

WORSHIP 1-45 

GOD. 

Being  and  Attributes 46-65 

Providence 66-81 

CHRIST. 

Incarnation  and  Birth 82-92 

Titles,  Life  and  Character 93-109 

Sufferings  and  Death  110-130 

Resurrection.  Priesthood  and  Reign.  131-149 

THE  HOLY  SPIRIT , 150-171 

THE  SCRIPTURES 172-184 

SALVATION. 

Man's  Lost  Condition 185-191 

Provisions  of  the  Gospel 192-219 

Warnings  and  Invitations 214-254 

Repentance  and  Faith  255-300 

Justi  fi  cation ,  Rege  neration  and  Adop- 
tion  301-326 

Assurance 327-335 

Consecration 336-358 

Entire  Sanctificafcion 359-390 

THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Prayer  and  Praise  391-437 

Confessing  and  Rejoicing  in  Christ- 438-481 

Trial,  Suffering  and  Discipline 482-530 

Benevolence  and  Charity 531-544 

Zeal  and  Activity     545-559 

Watchfulness  and  Warfare 560-581 

Unfaithfulness  and  Backsliding 582-588 

Revival 589-598 


CONTENTS. 

Hymns. 

THE    LORD'S-DAY 599-606 

THi:  CHURCH. 

General  Hymns 607-616 

Admission  6H-620 

Unity  and  Fellowship 621-634 

The  Ministry .  .  635-647 

Baptism. 648-656 

The  Lord's  Supper 657-669 

'.("he  Sunday-School 670-679 

SFECIAL   SERVICES. 

Missions 680-703 

Church.  Building 704-713 

Conference 714-721 

Temperance 722-729 

National 730-741 

CHRISTIAN  HOME. 

General  Hymns 742-744 

Marriage 745-747 

Children,  Youth  and  Old  Age 748-758 

Family  Worship 759-772 

TIME  AND  ETERNITY, 

Times  and  Seasons 773-786 

Brevity  and  Uncertainty  of  Life 787-796 

Death  and  Resurrection 797-830 

Christ's  Second  Coming 831-837 

Judgment  and  Retribution 838-845 

Heaven 846-875 

Pages. 

DOXOLOGIES 526-527 


WORSHIP. 


|_#  Invitation  to  Praise.  L.  M. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise, 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  he  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring, 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing  : 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim  : 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name. 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song  : 

To  every  land  the  strains  belong  ; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  till  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

I.  Watts,  partly. 

2«  Praise  the  Universal  King.        L.  M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create  —  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  : 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 


WORSHIP. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise,. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

/.   Watts. 

3.  Address  to  the  Trinity.  L.  M. 

LEATHER  of  all,  whose  love  profound 
£    A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found, 

Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 

To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

-_'  Almighty  Son,  incarnate  Word, 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  beud  ; 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Eternal  Spirit,  by  whose  breath 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  : 
To  us  thy  quickening  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah  !  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 
Mysterious  Godhead,  Three  in  One  ! 
Before  thv  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend. 

E.  Cooper. 

4#  Omnipotence  and  Wisdom.         L.  M. 

COME,  O  mv  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But  O  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  ? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears  ; 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 
Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

2 


3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines  ; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glory  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  list'ning  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

T.  Blacklock. 

5#  Praise  to  his  Holiness.  L.  M. 

OHOLT,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Thou  God  of  hosts  by  all  adored  ; 
The  earth  and  heavens  are  full  of  thee, 
Thy  light,  thy  power,  thy  majesty. 

2  Loud  hallelujahs  to  thy  name 
Angels  and  seraphim  proclaim  : 

By  all  the  powers  and  thrones  in  heaven 
Eternal  praise  to  thee  he  given. 

3  Apostles  join  the  glorious  throng, 
And  swell  the  loud,  triumphant  song ; 
Prophets  and  martyrs  hear  the  sound, 
And  spread  the  hailelujahs  round. 

4  Glory  to  thee,  O  God  most  high  ! 
Father,  we  praise  thy  majesty  ; 
The  Son,  the  Spirit  we  adore— 

One  Godhead,  blest  for  evermore.    Anon.  zv. 

6.  The  Praises  of  Jehovah.  L.  M. 

SERVANTS  of  God,  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

-2  Blest  be  that  name,  supremely  blest, 
From  the  sun's  rising  to  its  rest ; 
Above  the  heavens  his  power  is  known, 
Through  all  the  earth  his  goodness  shown. 


WORSHIP. 

3  Who  is  like  God  ?  so  great,  so  high, 
He  bows  himself  to  view  the  sky  ; 
And  yet,  with  condescending  grace, 
Looks  down  upon  the  human  race. 

4  He  hears  the  uncomplaining  moan 
Of  those  who  sit  and  weep  alone  ; 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust ; 
In  him  the  poor  may  safely  trust. 

5  O  then,  aloud,  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise ; 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

James  Montgomery. 

7.  Joy  of  public  Worship.  L.  H 

GREAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs-, 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace  ; 
Not  tents  of  ease,  or  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee, 

Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee. 

/.  Watts. 
4 


WORSHIP. 

8.  Lo!  God  is  here.         L.  M.  6 !. 

LO  !  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore, 
And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 

And  silent  how  before  his  face  ; 
Who  know  his  power,  his  grace  who  prove, 
Serve  him  with  awe,  with  reverence  love. 

2  Lo  !  God  is  here  !  him  clay  and  night 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring  ; 
Disdain  not,  Lord,  our  meaner  song, 
Who  praise  thee  with  a  stammering  tongue. 

3  Being  of  beings,  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 

Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will ; 
To  thee  may  all  our  thoughts  arise, 
Ceaseless,  accepted  sacrifice. 

Gerhard  Tersteegen.     Tr.  by  J.  Wesley. 

9.  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  ofSdbaoth.  L.  M.  6  L 

INFINITE  God,  to  thee  we  raise 
Our  hearts  in  solemn  songs  of  praise ; 
By  all  thy  works  on  earth  "adored, 
We  worship  thee,  the  common  Lord ; 
The  everlasting  Father  own, 
And  bow  our  souls  before  thy  throne. 

2  Thee  all  the  choir  of  angels  sings, 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Cherubs  proclaim  thy  praise  aloud, 
And  seraphs  shout  the  Triune  God  ; 
And  "Holy,  holy,  holy,"  cry, 

"  Thy  glory  fills'both  earth  and  sky." 

3  Father  of  endless  majesty, 

All  might  and  love  we  render  thee  ; 
Thy  true  and  only  Son  adore, 
The  same  in  dignity  and  power  ; 
And  God  the  Holy  Ghost  declare, 
The  saints'  eternal  Comforter. 

5  Charles   Wesley. 


WORSHIP. 

10.  ■ '  The  Day  k  g&tie. "  L.  M. 

SWEET  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go: 
Thy  word  into  our  minds  instil; 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  How 
With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 

Refrain:  Through  life's  long  day  and  death's 
dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light. 

2  Do  more  than  pardon  ;  give  us  joy, 

Sweet  fear,  and  sober  liberty, 

And  simple  hearts  without  alloy 

That  only  long  to  be  like  thee. 

3  Labor  is  sweet,  for  thou  hast  toiled; 

And  care  is  light,  for  thou  hast  cared; 
Ah  !  never  let  our  works  be  soiled 
With  strife,  or  by  deceit  ensnared. 

4  For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad, 

The  sinful,  unto  thee  we  call; 
O  let  thy  mercy  make  us  glad: 
Thou  art  our  Jesus,  and  our  All. 

F.  W.  Faber. 

XI.  Praise  to  the  Trinity.  C.  M. 

FATHER  of  glory  !  to  thy  name 
Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 
Our  lives  he  ransomed  with  his  own, 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thy  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 


WORSHIP. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 

Adore  th'  eternal  God, 
And  spread  his  honors — and  their  joys, 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith  and  love  and  duty  join, 

One  general  song  to  raise; 
Let  saints  in  earth  and  heaven  combine, 
In  harmony  and  praise.  I.  Watts. 

12»  Adoring  the  Lamb.  <  '.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb,  that  died,  they  ci  y, 

To  be  exalted  thus: 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb.  I.  Waifs. 

13.  Come,  let  us  worship  and  bow  down.    C.  M. 

SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
And  in  his  strength  rejoice; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 
And  psalms  of  honor  sing; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

7 


WORSHIP. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adors; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face; 
O  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

4  Now  is  the  time  he  lends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath  and  swear, 
"Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest."         i.  Watts. 

14.  All  his  Works  upraise  Him.         CM 

rriHERE  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale, 
JL    A  tongue  in  every  rlower, 
Which  tells,  O  Lord,  the  wondrous  tale 
Of  thy  almighty  power; 

2  The  birds,  that  rise  on  quiv'ring  wing, 

Proclaim  their  Maker's  praise, 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  Spring 
To  thee  an  anthem  raise. 

3  Shall  I  be  mute,  great  God,  alone 

'Midst  nature's  loud  acclaim? 
Shall  not  my  heart,  with  answ'ring  tone, 
Breathe  forth  thy  holy  name  ? 

4  All  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine, 

Nature  shall  cease  to  be; 
sThou  ga vest— proof  of  love  divine- 
Immortal  life  to  me.         Mrs.  Amelia  Opie. 

15.  The  Eternal  Father.  C.  M. 

OHO  W  I  fear  thee,  living  God! 
With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 
And  worship  thee  with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears. 

2  Yet  I  may  love  thee,  too,  O  Lord! 
Almighty  as  thou  art, 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 
8 


WORSHIP. 

3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee, 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done, 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

4  Father  of  Jesus!  love's  Reward! 

What  rapture  will  it  he 
Prostrate  before  thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze  and  gaze  on  thee! 

&  F.  W.  Faber. 

16.  -For  a  Blessing  on  the  Ward.        C.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God,  thy  word  is  cast, 
Like  seed,  into  the  ground; 
Now  let  the  dew  of  heaven  descend, 
And  righteous  f  raits  abound. 

2  Let  nut  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  destroy; 
But  let  it  yield  a  hundred-fold 
The  fruits  of  peace  and  joy. 

3  Nor  let  thy  word,  so  kindly  sent 

To  raise  us  to  thy  throne, 
Return  to  thee,  and  sadly  tell 
That  we  reject  thy  Son. 

4  Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 

Thy  quickening  grace  bestow, 
Tli at  all  whose  souls  the  truth  receive, 
Its  saving  power  may  know.     J.  deacon  f. 

17.  Now  thank  we  all  our  God.  Y 

VTOW  thank  we  all  our  God, 
IN    With  heart,  and  hands,  and  voices, 
Who  wondrous  things  hath  done, 

In  whom  his  world  rejoices; 
Who  from  our  mother's  arms 
Hath  bless'd  us  on  our  way 
With  countless  gift  and  love, 
And  still  is  ours  to-day. 


WORSHIP. 

2  O  may  this  bounteous  God 

Through  all  our  life  he  near  us, 
With  ever  joyful  hearts, 

And  blessed  peace  to  cheer  us; 
And  keep  us  in  his  grace, 

And  guide  us  when  perplexed; 
And  free  us  from  all  ills 

In  this  world  and  the  next. 

3  All  praise  and  thanks  to  God 

The  Father,  now  be  given, 
The  Son,  and  him  who  reigns 

With  them  in  highest  heaven,— 
The  One  Eternal  God, 

Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 
For  thus  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore.         M.  Rinkart. 

Tr.  Cath.  Winkwoith. 

18.  Stand  up  for  the  Lord.  S.  M. 

STAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice; 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame, 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth  for  evermore.       J.  Montgomery* 
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WORSHIP. 

19,  The  Sacrifice  of  Praise.  S.  M. 

ITH  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

To  those  bright  realms  above, 

That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  Love. 

2  Before  thy  throne  we  bow, 

O  thou  almighty  King; 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  While  in  thy  house  we  kneel, 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

4  Lord,  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring.     Thomas  Jervis. 

20.  The  Loving-kindness  of  the  Lord.   S.  M. 

0  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim; 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind: 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits: 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide; 

He  will  with  patience  wait; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath; 
He  healeth  thy  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 
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WORSHIP. 

5  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth; 
And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

6  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

AYho.se  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days; 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

Thos.  Cotterill. 

21.  Worship  and  Praise.  S.  M. 

COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing; 
Jehovah' is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown, 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  this  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord; 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God.       I.  Watt*. 

22.  Worship  of  the  Trinity.  S.  M. 

FATHER,  in  whom  we  live, 
In  whom  we  are  and  move, 
All  glory,  power  and  praise,  receive 
For  thy  creating  love. 

2  0  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Let  all  thy  ransomed  race 
Unite  in  thanks,  with  one  accord, 
For  thy  redeeming  grace. 

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WORSHIP. 

3  Spirit  of  holiness, 

Let  all  thy  saints  adore 
Thy  sacred  gilts,  and  join  to  bless 
rlhy  heart-renewing  power. 

4  The  grace  on  man  bestowed, 

Ye  heavenly  choirs,  proclaim 
And  cry  "Salvation  to  our  God! 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  I"  a  Wesley. 

23.  Met  i>n  fi*»  Name.  S.  M. 

JESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 
Thy  promised  presence  claim; 
Thou  in  the  midst  ot  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove; 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

3  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly'thoughts  forget. 

4  We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

0  Present  we  know  thou  art, 
But  O  thyself  reveal! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
The  mighty  comfort  feel. 

6  O  may  thy  quickening  voice 
The  death  of  sin  remove; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 

In  hope  Of  perfect  love.  Charles  Wesley, 

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24.  Glory  begun  below.  S.  M. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
While  ye  surround  his  throne. 

2  ^et  those  refuse  to  sing 
Who  never  knew  our  God, 

But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
That  all  the  earth  surveys, 

That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  calms  the  roaring  seas; 

4  This  awful  God  is  ours, 
Our  Father  and  our  Love; 

He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
To  carry  us  above. 

5  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in: 

6  Yea,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

7  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below; 

Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow: 

8  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry; 

We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Isaac  Watts,  alt.  by.  J.  Wesley. 
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25.  Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.        S.  M. 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"Ye  blessed  children,  come!" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

5  There  shall  each  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

William  Hammond,  alt. 

26.  ''Closing  Hour."  S.  M. 

LORD,  at  this  closing  hour, 
Establish  every  heart 
Upon  thy  word  of  truth  and  power, 
To  keep  us  when  we  part. 

2  Peace  to  our  brethren  give; 

Fill  all  our  hearts  with  love; 
In  faith  and  patience  may  we  live, 
And  seek  our  rest  above. 

3  Through  changes,  bright  or  drear, 

We  would  thy  will  pursue; 
And  toil  to  spread  thy  kingdom  here, 
Till  we  its  glory  view. 


WORSHIP. 


4  To  God,  the  only  wise, 
In  every  age  adored, 
Let  glory  from  the  church  arise 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord! 

E.  T.  Fitch. 


27,  At  Dismission.  S.  M. 

ONCE  more,  before  we  part, 
O  bless  the  Saviour's  name! 
Let  every  tongue  and  every  heart 
Adore  and  praise  the  same. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  grace  we  came, 

That  blessing  still  impart; 
We  met  in  Jesus'  sacred  name, 
In  Jesus'  name  we  part. 

3  Still  on  thy  holy  word 

Help  us  to  feed,  and  grow, 
Still  to  go  on  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practice  what  we  know.        j.  Hart. 


28.  Humble  Praises.  S.  M. 

TO  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King; 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

3  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 
Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known.      I.  Watt*. 

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WORSHIP. 

29,  God* s  glorious  Presence.      C.  P.  M. 

THOU  God  of  power,  thou  God  of  love, 
Whose  glory  tills  the  realms  above, 
Whose  praise  archangels  sing, 
And  veil  their  faces  while  they  ery, 
"  Thrice  holy,"  to  their  God  most  high, 
"  Thrice  holy,"  to  their  Kingt_ 

2  Thee  as  our  God  we  too  would  claim, 
And  bless  the  Saviour's  precious  name, 

Through  whom  this  grace  is  given  : 
He  bore  the  curse  to  sinners  due, 
He  forms  their  ruined  souls  anew, 

And  makes  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

:?  The  veil  that  hides  thy  glory  rend, 
And  here  in  saving  power  descend, 

And  fix  thy  blest  abode  ; 
Here  to  our  hearts  thyself  reveal, 
And  let  each  waiting  spirit  feel 

The  presence  of  our  God.       John  Walker. 

30.  The  Praise  of  Jems.        C.  P.  M. 

JESUS,  thou  soul  of  all  our  joys, 
For  whom  we  now  lift  up  our  voice, 
And  all  our  strength  exert, 
Vouchsafe  the  grace  we  humbly  claim ; 
Compose  into  a  thankful  frame, 
And  tune  thy  people's  heart. 

2  While  in  the  heavenly  work  we  join, 
Thy  glory  be  our  whole  design, 

Thy  glory,  not  our  own  : 
Still  let  us  keep  this  end  in  view, 
And  still  the  pleasing  task  pursue, 

To  please  our  God  alone. 

3  Thee  let  us  praise,  our  common  Lord, 
And  sweetly  join,  with  one  accord, 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim ; 
Jesjis,  thyself  in  us  reveal, 

(2)  n 


WORSHIP. 

And  all  our  faculties  shall  feel 
Thy  harmonizing  name. 

4  With  calmly  reverential  joy, 
O  let  us  all  our  lives  employ 

In  setting  forth  thy  love  ; 
And  raise  in  death  our  triumph  higher, 
And  sing,  with  all  the  heavenly  choir, 

That  endless  song  above.       Charles  Wesley. 

31.  The  Glory  of  his  Grace.      C.  P.  M. 

LET  all  on  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  the  great  Jehovah's  praise, 
And  bless  his  holy  name  : 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 
His  saving  grace  proclaim. 

2  He  framed  the  globe  ;  he  built  the  sky ; 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  in  glory  there  : 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  dwelling-place,  how  fair"! 

3  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
"When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 

All  nations  fear  his  name  : 
Then  shall  the  race  of  men  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

His  saving  grace  proclaim.  /.  Watt*. 

32.  Invocation  of  the  Trinity. 

COME,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days  I 

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2  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend  ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success : 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend ! 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  : 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power  ! 

4  To  thee,  great  One  and  Three 
Eternal  praises  be 

Hence,  evermore : 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore  !  Charles  Wesley. 


33.        Thanksgiving  for  infinite  Love.    10, 11. 

YE  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name  ; 
The  name  all-victorious  of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious,  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save  ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh  ;  his  presence  we  have  : 
The  great  congregation  his  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus,  our  King. 

3  "  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne," 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son  : 

The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the 
Lamb. 

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4  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  him  his  right, 
All  glory  and  power,  all  wisdom  and  might, 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing  for  infinite  love. 

C.  Wesley. 

34.  Worshiping  the  King.  10>  11. 

0  WORSHIP  the  King  all-glorious  above, 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  O  tell  of  his  might,  and  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space; 
His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds 

form, 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the 
storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 
It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the 

plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender!  how  firm  to  the  end! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Kedeemer,  and  Friend. 

Sir  Robert  Grant. 


35.  Heavenly  Joy  anticipated.         8,  7,  4. 


I 


N  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near  : 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear : 

Hear  with  meekness, 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

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WORSHIP. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  we  run,  nor  weary  be, 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  cloud  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore  ; 
Sharing  then  in  rapture  greater 
Than  they  could  conceive  before  : 

Full  enjoyment, 
Full  and  pure,  for  evermore. 

Thomas  Kelly. 

36.  A  present  God.  8,  7,  4. 

GOD  is  in  his  holy  temple  ; 
All  the  earth  !  keep  silence  here  ; 
Worship  him  in  truth  and  spirit, 
Reverence  him  with  godly  fear  ! 

Holy,  holy 
Lord  of  hosts,  our  Lord  !  appear. 

2  God  in  Christ  reveals  his  presence, 

Throned  upon  the  mercy-seat : 
Saints  !  rejoice  ;  and,  sinners  !  tremble, 
Each  prepare  his  God  to  meet : 

Lowly,  lowly. 
Bow  adoring  at  his  feet. 

3  Hail  him  here  with  songs  of  praises  ; 

Him  with  prayers  of  faith  surround ; 
Hearken  to  his  glorious  Gospel, 
While  the  preacher's  lips  expound ; 

Blessed,  blessed, 
They  who  know  the  joyful  sound  ! 

James  Montgomery, 


WORSHIP. 

37.  For  a  Blessing  on  the  Word.      8,  7,  4. 

COME,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit, 
Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed  ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed ; 

From  the  Gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 
2  O  may  all  enjoy  the  hlessing 

Which  thy  word's  designed  to  give  ; 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive, 

And  forever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 

Jonathan  Evans. 

38«         "  My  Peace  I  give  unto  you."     8,  7,  4. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 

O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness 
2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found.   John  Fawcett. 

39.  Benediction.  8,  7. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above  : 
2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

John  Newton, 


WORSHIP. 

40«  A  parting  Blessing.  8, 7. 

LORD  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 
Bid  us  all  depart  in  peace  ; 
Still  on  Gospel  manna  feeding 
Pure  seraphic  joys  increase. 

2  Fill  our  hearts  with  consolation  ; 
Unto  thee  our  voices  raise  ; 
When  we  reach  that  blissful  station, 
We  will  give  thee  nobler  praise. 

Robt.  Hanker. 

41#  Closing  Hymn. 


0 


MOST  merciful ! 

O  most  bountiful ! 
God  the  Father  Almighty  ! 

By  the  Redeemer's 
Sweet  intercession, 

Hear  us,  help  us,  when  we  cry  ! 

R.  Hebe, 


4t2»  Closing  Hymn.  7D. 

GRACIOUS  Lord,  to  thee  we  raise 
One  more  note  of  grateful  praise, 
One  sweet  song  from  ev'ry  heart, 
One  more  prayer  before  we  part. 
O  thou  everlasting  King, 
Now  accept  the  praise  we  bring; 
Hear  our  prayer,  and  let  us  be 
One  in  heart  and  one  in  thee. 

2  Holy  Spirit,  while  we  pray, 
Let  thy  word  take  root  to-day; 
Plant  it  deep  in  fruitful  soil, 
Let  no  foes  the  harvest  spoil. 
Now  to  ev'ry  waiting  heart 
Thine  abundant  life  impart; 
Give  to  all,  with  rich  increase, 
Fruits  of  love  and  joy  and  peace. 

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WORSHIP. 

3  Jesus,  now  once  more  we  call, 
Let  thy  blessing  on  us  fall; 
Guide  us  in  thy  righteous  ways; 
Keep  us  by  thy  mighty  grace. 
Thine,  O  Lord,  thro'  endless  days, 
Be  the  glory,  might  and  praise, 
Throned  among  the  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost! 

H.  B.  Hartzler. 

43.  O  warship  the  Lord.  P.  M. 

0  WORSHIP  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  ho- 
liness. 
Glory  to  the  Father  abounding  in  mercy! 
Be  joyful,  all  ye  people,  and  magnify  Jehov- 
ah. 

Chorus:  O  glory  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  halle- 
lujah! 
O  come  before  his  presence  and  glo- 
rify his  name. 

2  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  ho- 

liness. 
Glory  be  to  Jesus,  our  gracious  Redeemer! 
We  praise  him  for  he  loved  us,  and  brought 

a  great  salvation. 

3  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  ho- 

liness. 
Glory  to  the  Spirit,  the  holy  Revealer! 
We  praise  him  with  the  Father,  and  with  the 

Son  our  Saviour.  B.  Lowry. 

44.  Abide  with  me.  10. 

ABIDE  with  me!  Fast  falls  the  eventide, 
The  darkness  deepens  — Lord   with  me 
abide ! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  O  abide  with  me! 

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WORSHIP. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see; 

0  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour; 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter  s 

power  ? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide  with 

me! 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness; 
Where  is  death's  sting?  where,  grave,  thy 

victory  ? 

1  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes; 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point  me  to  the 

skies; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth  s  vam 

shadows  flee; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me! 

Henry  F.  Lyte. 

45.        Parting  Lord's-day  Evening.  10. 

SAVIOUR,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise. 
With  one  accord,  our  parting  hymn  of 
praise; 
We  stand  to  bless  thee  ere  our  worship  cease 
Then,    lowly   kneeling,    wait  thy  word   of 
peace. 

2  Grant  us  thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way; 
With  thee  began,  with  thee  shall  end  the  day; 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from 

shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  thy  name. 

3  Grant  us  thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  com- 

ing night, 
Turn  thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light; 

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GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

From  harm  and  danger  keep  thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  thee. 

4  Grant  us  thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly 

life, 
Our  balm  in  sorrow,  and  our  stay  in  strife; 
Then,  when  thy  voice  shall  hid  our  conflict 

cease, 
Call  us,  O  Lord,  to  thine  eternal  peace. 

John  Ellerton. 


GOD. 

BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 


46 •  The  Divine  Perfections.  L.  M. 

JEHOVAH  reigns;  his  throne  is  high, 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty; 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face; 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs: 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfill 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join; 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

Isaac  Watt*. 
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GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

47.  The  Lord  is  King.  L.  M. 

THE  Lord  is  King!  lift  up  thy  voice, 
O  earth,  and  all  ye  heavens,  rejoice! 
From  world  to  world  the  joy  shall  ring, 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King. 

2  He  reigns!  ye  saints,  exalt  your  strains, 
Your  God  is  King,  your  Father  reigns: 
And  he  is  at  the  Father's  side, 

The  man  of  love,  the  Crucitied. 

3  Come,  make    your    wants,    your    burdens 

known, 
He  will  present  them  at  the  throne; 
And  angel  bands  are  waiting  there 
His  messages  of  love  to  bear. 

4  O  when  his  wisdom  can  mistake, 
His  might  decay,  his  love  forsake, 
Then  may  his  children  cease  to  sing, 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King. 

Josiah  Conder. 

48.  God's  Omniscience,  L.  M. 

LORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  thro'; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known: 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand, 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast. 
Where'er  I  rove— where'er  I  rest; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin— for  God  is  there. 

Isaac  Waits. 
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49.  God's  Faithfulness.  L.  M. 

PRAISE,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 
To  him  who  earth's  foundation  laid; 
Praise  to  the  God,  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 

Who  spoke,  and  spread  the  skies  abroad. 

4  Each  of  them  powerful  as  that  sound.. 
That  bid  the  new-made  world  go  round, 
And  stronger  than  the  solid  Doles, 

On  which  the  wheei  of  nature  rolls. 

5  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 
Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes? 
Slowly,  alas  !  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

6  O  for  a  strong  and  lasting  faith 
To  credit  what  th'  Almighty  saith ! 
T'  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

Isaac  Watts. 

50.  &°d  leading  us.  L.  M. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God;  he  reigns  above; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love; 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record; 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 


GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

3  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

4  O  let  the  saints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord: 
How  great  his  works!  how  kind  his  ways! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

Isaac  Walts. 

51.         The  Heavens  declare  his  Glory.     L.  JVL 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land, 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth: 

4  While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball  ? 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found  ? 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice- 
Forever  singing,  as  they;  shine, 
The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine. 

J.  Addison, 


GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

52.  The  Low  of  God.  C.  M. 

THOU  grace  divine,  encircling  all, 
A  soundless,  shoreless  sea! 
Wherein  at  last  our  souls  must  fall, 
O  love  of  God  most  free! 

2  And  though  we  turn  us  from  thy  face, 

And  wonder  wide  and  long, 
Thou  hold'st  us  still  in  thine  embrace, 
O  love  of  God  most  strong! 

3  The  saddened  heart,  the  restless  soul, 

The  toil-worn  frame  and  mind, 
Alike  confess  thy  sweet  control, 
O  love  of  God  most  kind! 

4  But  not  alone  thy  care  we  claim 

Our  wayward  steps  to  win; 
We  know  thee  by  a  dearer  name, 
O  love  of  God  within! 

5  And  filled  and  quickened  by  thy  breath 

Our  souls  are  strong  and  free 
To  rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  death, 

O  love  Of  God  to  thee!  Eliza  Scudder. 

53.  Man  frail— God  eternal.  C.  To. 

GOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home! 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Still  may  we  dwell  secure; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

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4  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

/  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 
Be  thou  our  guide  while  life  shall  last, 
And  our  perpetual  home!        Isaac  Watt*. 

54,  Majesty  and  Love  of  God.  C.  M 

Y  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art, 
._  Thy  majesty  how  bright, 
How  beautiful  thy  mercy-seat 

In  depths  of  burning  light! 

2  How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years, 

O  everlasting  Lord, 
By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 
Incessantly  adored! 

3  How  beautiful,  how  beautiful, 

The  sight  of  thee  must  be, 
Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power, 
And  awful  purity' 

4  O  how  I  fear  thee,  living  God, 

AVith  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 
And  worship  thee  with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears. 
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GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

5  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  O  Lord, 

Almighty  as  thou  art; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

6  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee, 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

7  Father  of  Jesus,  love's  reward! 

What  rapture  will  it  be, 
Prostrate  before  thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze,  and  gaze  on  thee! 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 


55.  0?ie  God  in  Three  Persons.        C.  M. 

HAIL,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God  in  Persons  Three; 
Of  thee  we  make  our  joyful  boast, 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Present  alike  in  every  place, 

Thy  Godhead  we  adore: 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Thou  dwellest  evermore. 

3  In  wisdom  infinite  thou  art, 

Thine  eye  doth  all  things  see; 
And  every  thought  of  every  heart 
Is  fully  known  to  thee. 

4  Thou  lov'st  whate'er  thy  hands  haves  made; 

Thy  goodness  we  rehearse, 
In  shining  characters  displayed 
Throughout  the  universe. 

5  Wherefore  let  every  creature  give 

To  thee  the  praise  designed; 
But  chiefly,  Lord,  the  thanks  receive, 
The  hearts,  of  all  mankind. 

Charles  Wesley. 
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GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

56.  Goodness  of  God"  s  Pro-cidence.     CM. 

LET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down, 

When  virtue  lies  distressed; 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel. 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfill, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere: 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise, 

And  spread  thy  fame  abroad; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honors  of  their  God.         Isaac  Watts. 

57.  Praise  to  his  Faithfulness.         C.  M. 

BEGIN,  my  soul,  some  heavenly  theme, 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  sing 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  His  every  word  of  grace  is  strong, 

As  that  which  built  the  skies; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along, 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

3  O  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper:  "Thou  art  mine!" 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  divine. 

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4  How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoice. 
And  think  my  heaven  secure! 
I  trust  the  all-creating  voice, 
And  faith  desires  no  more.      Isaac  Watt*. 

58.  Holiness  of  God.  CM. 

HOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
Of  our  eternal  King; 
"Thrice  holy,  Lord,"  the  angels  cry— 
"Thrice  holy,"  let  us  sing! 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God; 
Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach; 
A  contrite  heart  shall  please  him  more, 
Than  noblest  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God!  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see.     J.  Needkam. 

59.  Infinite  Compassion.  S.  M, 

Y  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise,  . 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins; 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 


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GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

5  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower: 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

6  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure,     fiaac  Watts. 

60.  God  is  Love.  C.  M. 

COME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
And  lift  your  souls  above; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing,  that  God  is  love. 
2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 
And  all  his  mercies  prove; 
Jesus,  the  Gift  of  gifts,  appears, 
To  show,  that  God  is  love, 
a  Behold  his  loving-kindness  waits 
For  those  who  from  him  rove, 
And  calls  of  mercy  reach  their  hearts, 
To  teach  them,  God  is  love. 
4  O  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 
This  best  of  blessings  prove; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout,  that  God  is  love.    g.  Burder. 

31.  God's  wondrous  Love.  II .  M. 

OFOR  a  shout  of  joy, 
Loud  as  the  theme  we  sing! 
To  this  divine  employ 
Your  hearts  and  voices  bring; 
Sound,  sound,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  love,  th'  eternal  love,  of  God. 

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2  Unnumbered  myriads  stand, 

Of  seraphs  bright  and  fair, 
Or  bow  at  his  right  hand, 
And  pay  their  homage  there; 
But  strive  in  vain,  with  loudest  chord, 
To  sound  the  wondrous  love  of  God. 

3  Yet  sinners  saved  by  grace, 

In  songs  of  lower  key, 
In  every  age  and  place, 

Have  sung  the  mystery; 
Have  told,  in  strains  of  sweet  accord, 
The  love,  the  sovereign  love,  of  God. 

4  Though  earth  and  hell  assail, 

And  doubts  and  fears  arise, 
The  weakest  shall  prevail, 

And  grasp  the  heavenly  prize, 
And  through  an  endless  age  record 
The  love,  th'  unchanging  love,  of  God. 

./.  Young. 

62.  God  is  Love.  8,  7. 

GOD  is  love;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  rove; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth; 
,     God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above: 
Every  where  his  glory  shineth; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

John  Bovring. 


GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

63.  The  Wideness  of  God's  Mercy.        $,  7. 

THERE'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy, 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea: 
There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice, 
Which  is  more  than  liberty. 

2  There  is  welcome  for  the  sinner, 

And  more  graces  for  the  good; 

There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 

There  is  healing  in  his  blood. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 

4  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 

We  should  take  him  at  his  word; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 

Frederick  W.  Faber. 

64.  The  Apostles'  Creed.  8,  7,  7. 

WE  all  believe  in  one  true  God, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Strong  Deliverer  in  our  need, 

Praised  by  all  the  heavenly  host, 
By  whose  mighty  power  alone 
All  is  made,  and  wrought,  and  done. 
:i  And  we  believe  in  Jesus  Christ, 
Son  of  man,  and  Son  of  God; 
Who,  to  raise  us  up  to  heaven, 

Left  his  throne  and  bore  our  load; 
By  whose  cross  and  death  are  we 
ltescued  from  our  misery. 
3  And  we  confess  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  from  both  forever  flows; 
Who  upholds  and  comforts  us 

In  the  midst  of  fears  and  woes. 
Blest  and  holy  Trinity, 
Praise  shall  aye  be  brought  to  thee! 

T.  Clausnitzer.     Tr.  by  Mis*  C.  Winktoorth. 


GOD — BEING  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

65.  (*od  the  Creator.  8,  7D, 

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God  hath  traced  his  glorious  name, 
With  unceasing  adoration 

Nature  chants  Jehovah's  fame; 
Earth,  with  beauty  overflowing, 

Ocean,  grand  in  storm  and  calm, 
Heaven,  with  cloudless  lustre  glowing, 

Are  her  great  Creator's  psalm. 

2  Down  the  rivers,  seaward  rushing, 

Floats  the  murmur  of  the  song, 
Up  the  heights,  with  sunlight  flushing, 

Mounts  the  chorus,  full  and  strong; 
Through  the  groves,  with  praise  resounding, 

Over  wide  and  waving  plains, 
O'er  the  main,  with  billows  bounding, 

Peal  the  thrilling  anthem-strains. 

3  God,  who  setteth  fast  the  mountain, 

Girded  with  almighty  power;— 
God,  whose  voice  is  in  the  fountain, 

And  his  beauty  in  the  flower; — 
God,  who  on  the  tempest  rideth, 

King  upon  the  sea  and  shore;— 
God,  who  over  all  presideth, 

Is  our  God  for  evermore.        Samuel  WolcotL 


PROVIDENCE. 


66.  Hecarethforyou.  L.  M. 

PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  f e;>  «•: 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near; 
Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still: 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  sky, 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry ; 
His  promise  all  may  freely  chum: 
Ask  and  receive  in  Jesus'  name. 


GOD — PROVIDENCE. 

3  Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heart; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart; 
Then  all  things  else  he'll  freely  give; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

4  Thus  shall  the  soul  he  truly  hlest, 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest; 
May  I  that  happy  person  he, 

In  time  and.  in  eternity.  Samuel  Eeking. 

67.  Providence.  L.  M. 

rpHY  ways,  O  Lord!  with  wise  design, 
X    Are  framed  upon  thy  throne  ahove. 
And  every  dark  and  bending  line 

Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

2  With  feehle  light,  and  half  ohscure, 

Poor  mortals  thine  arrangements  view; 
Not  knowing  that  the  least  are  sure, 
And  the  mysterious  just  and  true. 

3  Thy  flock,  thine  own  peculiar  care, 

Though  now  they  seem  to  roam  uneyed, 
Are  led  or  driven  only  where  • 
They  hest  and  safest  may  ahide. 

4  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  way: 

But  whilst  they  trust  the  guardian  eye, 
Their  feet  shall  ne'er  to  ruin  stray, 
Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favored  soul  shall  meekly  learn 

To  lay  her  reason  at  thy  throne; 
Too  weak  thy  secrets  to  discern, 
I'll  trust  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 

Serle. 

68.  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God.     L.  M. 

HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  vails  thy  just  and  wise  designs. 


GOD — PROVIDENCE. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  O  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace! 

Whence  all  our  hope,  our  comfort  spring*, 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

4  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

/.  Watts. 


69,       Light  shining  out  of  DarJcms*.      C.  M. 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take-- 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 


GOD — PROVIDKNCE. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain.     Wm.  Omvper. 

TO.       Goodness  of  Divine  Providence.     C.  M. 

TI/'HILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power! 
VV    Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see; 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear,  - 
Because  conferred,  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  the  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

«  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
The  gathering  storm  shall  see, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

Helen  M.  Williams. 

71.  Dark  Providence.  0.  M. 

THY  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea, 
Thy  path  I  cannot  trace, 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

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2  Here  the  dark  vails  of  flesh  and  sense 

My  captive  soul  surround; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
My  wond'ring  thoughts  confound. 

3  As  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above! 

4  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will, 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight"; 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal, 
In  glory's  clearer  light? 

5  With  raptures  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace: 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise.      ./.  Faieceet. 

72.  Our  Father.  C.  II. 

Mr  God,  my  Father:— blissful  name! 
O  may  I  call  thee  mine? 
May  I,  with  sweet  assurance,  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ? 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly: 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise; 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear; 
AmTlet  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

5  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  this  frame 

And  life  almost  depart, 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same. 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 


GOD — PROVIDEXCK. 

6  My  God,  my  Father!  be  thy  name 
My  solace  and  my  stay; 
O  wilt  thou  seal  my  humble  claim, 
And  drive  my  fears  away  ?      Anne  Steele. 

73.  Are  they  not  all  ministering  Spirits?  C.  M. 

WHICH  of  the  monarchs  of  the  earth 
Can  boast  a  guard  like  ours, — 
Encircled  from  our  second  birth 
With  all  the  heavenly  powers? 

2  Myriads  of  bright,  cherubic  bands. 

Sent  by  the  King  of  kings, 
Kejoiee  to  bear  us  in  their  hands. 
And  shade  us  with  their  wings. 

3  Angels,  where'er  we  go,  attend 

Our  steps,  whate'er  betide; 
With  watchful  care  their  charge  defend, 
And  evil  turn  aside. 

4  Our  lives  those  holy  angels  keep 

From  every  hostile  power; 
And,  unconcerned,  we  sweetly  sleep, 
As  Adam  in  his  bower. 

5  And  when  our  spirits  we  resign, 

On  outstretched  wings  they  bear, 
And  lodge  us  in  the  aims  divine, 
And  leave  us  ever  there.  &  Wesley. 

74,  Gratitude.  0.  M. 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  O  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 
The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart? 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 

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S  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 
Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learned 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 
With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

.5  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 
It  gently  cleared  my  way; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  feared  than  they. 

d  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  pleasing  theme  renew. 

7  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
A  grateful  song  I'll  raise; 
But  O  eternity 's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise.  Joseph  Addison. 


75.  Crosses  are  Blessings.  C.  M. 

QINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 
O  God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
O  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways! 

2  Good,  when  he  gives— supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies; 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind  ? 
To  his  unerring  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned.  J.  Bcrvey. 

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76.  The  Lvrd  my  Shepherd.  S.  M. 

THE  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 
1  shall  be  well  supplied; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  1  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows; 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim; 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  sha«e, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  surrounding  foes 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread: 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days: 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

Isaac  Walt*. 

77.  Reliance  upon  the  Promises.        S.  M. 

AWAY,  my  needless  fears, 
And  doubts  no  longer  mine; 
A  ray  of  heavenly  light  appears, 
A  messenger  divine. 

2  Thrice  comfortable  hope, 

That  calms  my  troubled  breast, 
My  father's  hand  prepares  the  cup, 
And  what  he  wills,  is  best. 

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If  what  I  wish  is  good, 

And  suits  the  will  Divine; 
By  earth  and  hell  in  vain  withstood, 

1  know  it  shall  he  mine. 

Still  let  them  counsel  take, 

To  frustrate  his  decree, 
They  cannot  keep  a  blessing  hack, 

By  heaven  designed  for  me.      c.  Wesley. 


78.  T lie  good  Shepherd.  L.  M.  6  I. 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  green  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still: 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

J.  Addison. 
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79.  God  a  mighty  fortress.  8,  7,  6. 

A  MIGHTY  fortress  is  our  God, 
A  bulwark  never  failing: 
Our  Helper  he,  amid  the  flood 
Of  mortal  ills  prevailing. 
For  still  our  ancient  foe 
Doth  seek  to  work  us  woe; 
His  craft  and  power  are  great, 
And,  armed  with  cruel  hate, 
On  earth  is  not  his  equal. 

2  Did  we  in  our  own  strength  confide, 

Our  striving  would  be  losing; 
Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 
The  man  of  God's  own  choosing. 
Dost  ask  who  that  may  be  ? 
Christ  Jesus  it  is  he; 
Lord  Sabaoth  his  name, 
From  age  to  age  the  same, 
And  he  must  win  the  battle. 

3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils  filled, 

Should  threaten  to  undo  us; 
We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 
His  truth  to  triumph  through  us. 
The  prince  of  darkness  grim— 
We  tremble  not  for  him; 
His  rage  we  can  endure, 
For  lo!  his  doom  is  sure, 
One  little  word  shall  fell  him. 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers- 

No  thanks  to  them— abide th; 
The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 
Through  him  who  with  us  sideth. 
Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 
This  mortal  life  also: 
The  body  they  may  kill: 
God's  truth  abideth  still, 
His  kingdom  is  forever. 

Martin  Luther.  Tr.  by  F.  H.  Hedge. 
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80.         The  Lord  will  provide.  10,11. 

THOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  af- 
fright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all 

unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us,  —  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

2  The  birds,  without  barn  or  storehouse,  are 

fed; 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread: 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  denied, 
So  long  as  'tis  written,— The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

3  No  strength  of  our  own,  nor  goodness  we 

claim: 

Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus's  name; 

In  this  oar  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide; 

The  Lord  is  our  power,  —  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

4  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through: 
Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our 

side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  —  The  Lord  wilJ 

provide.  John  Newton. 

81#  Jehovah  our  Guide.  8,  7,  4. 

GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty- 
Hold"  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  now  and  evermore. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  waters  flow; 
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Lead  me  all  my  journey  through; 

Strong  Deliv'rer! 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

8  Feed  me  with  thy  heavenly  manna, 
In  this  barren  wilderness; 
Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner, 
Be  my  robe  of  righteousness: 

Fight  and  conquer 
All  my  foes  by  sovereign  grace. 

4  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee.    p.  &  w.  wu.ia.m9~ 


CHRIST. 

INCARNATION  AND  BIRTH. 

82.  The  Lord  is  come.  C.  M, 

JOY  to  the  world;  the  Lord  is  come! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King: 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth;  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  men  their  songs  employ; 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plain*, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 
Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground; 

He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

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4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  his  love.  i.  Waits. 

83,  The  promised  Lord.  C  M. 

HARK,  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour  comes, 
The  Saviour  promised  long; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  eomes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

4  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name.  p.  Doddridge. 

£4.  The  Prince  of  Peace.  CM. 

TO  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 
To  us  a  Son  is  given: 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obeyf 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  peace, 

For  evermore  adored,— 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

3  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below.  J.  Morrison. 

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85.  The  Angels'  Song.  C.  M.  D. 

IT  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 
That  glorious  song  of  old, 
From  angels  bending  near  the  earth 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold; 
s<  Peace  to  the  earth,  good- will  to  man, 

From  heaven's  all-gracious  King:" 
The  earth  in  solemn  stillness  lay, 
To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

2  Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come, 

With  peaceful  wings  unfurled; 
And  still  celestial  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world; 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  heavenly  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel  sounds, 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  O  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 

Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 
Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way, 

With  painful  steps  and  slow;— 
Look  up!  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing; 
O  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing! 

4  For  lo!  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophet-bards  foretold, 
When  with  the  ever-circling  years 

Comes  round  the  age  of  gold! 
When  peace  shall  over  all  the  earth. 

Its  final  splendors  fling, 
And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  song 

Which  now  the  angels  sing! 

Edmund  H.  Sears. 

86,  Christmas  Anthem.         C.  M.  D. 

CALM  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 
Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  fal- 
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CHRIST— INCARNATION  AND  BIRTH. 

Her  silver-mantled  plains; 
Celestial  choirs  from  courts  above 

bhed  sacred  glories  there; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres 

Make  music  on  the  air!  *     ' 

2  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

bend  back  the  glad  reply 
And  greet  from  all  their  holy  heights 

lhe  Dayspnng  from  on  high: 
O  er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

Ihere  comes  a  holier  calm- 
And  Sharon  waves  in  solemn  praise 

Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

3  " Glory  to  God!"  the  lofty  strain 
The  realm  of  ether  tills; 
Mow  sweeps  the  song  of  solemn  joy 
O  er  Judah's  sacred  hills! 
Glory  to  God!"  the  sounding  skies 
Loud  with  their  anthems  ring: 
Peace  on  the  earth;  good-will  to  men 
■From  heaven's  eternal  King." 

Eliaund  H.  Sears. 

87»  Glad  Tidings.  c.  M. 

WHILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by 
night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
lhe  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  ''Fear  not  "said  he  (for  mighty  dread 
«^,a5  !?ized  their  troubled  mind), 

Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  dav 

Is  born  of  David's  line,  ' 

*  ?raIJ?ur'  who  is  Christ  the  Lord: 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign: 

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4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  find  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Ot  angels  praising  God  on  high, 
And  thus  addressed  their  song: 

6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
Good  will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease."  Nahum  Tate. 


88.       j     Tlie  Star  of  Bethlehem.  L.  M. 

Yl/" HEN,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
V>    The  glittering  hosts  bestud  the  sky; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark!  hark!  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem; 
But  one  alone,  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud— the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned— and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark: 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  Star  arose— 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all— 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease; 
And  through  the  storm,  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

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6  Now  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever  and  for  evermore, 
The  Star,  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

H.  K.  man 

89.  Welcome  to  the  King  of  Glory.      L.  M 

LIFT  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates! 
Behold!  the  King  of  glory  waits! 
The  King  of  kings  is  drawing  near, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  is  here. 

2  Life  and  salvation  doth  he  bring, 
Wherefore  rejoice,  and  gladly  sing: 
Eternal  praise,  my  God!  to  thee! 
Creator!  wise  is  thy  decree. 

3  Fling  wide  the  portals  of  your  heaft, 
Make  it  a  temple,  set  apart 

From  earthly  use  for  heaven's  employ, 
Adorned  with  prayer,  and  love,  and  joy. 

4  So  shall  your  Sovereign  enter  in, 
And  new  and  nobler  life  begin; 
Eternal  praise,  my  God!  be  thine, 
For  word,  and  deed,  and  grace  divine. 

5  Redeemer!  come;  I  open  wide 

My  heart  to  thee;  here,  Lord!  abide; 
Let  me  thine  inner  presence  feel, 
Thy  grace  and  love  in  me  reveal. 

6  Thy  Holy  Spirit  guide  us  on 
Until  our  glorious  goal  be  won! 
Eternal  praise,  eternal  fame, 

Be  offered,  Saviour!  to  thy  name! 

George  Weissel.     Tr.  Catherine  Winkuorth 

90.  The  Child  Jems.  L.  M. 

ALL  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord! 
Clothed  in  a  garb  of  flesh  and  blood, 
Choosing  a  manger  for  thy  throne. 
While  worlds  on  worlds  are  thine  alone. 

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2  A  little  child,  thou  art  our  guest, 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth, 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 

3  Thou  comest  in  the  darksome  night 
To  make  us  children  of  the  light,— 
To  make  us,  in  the  realms  divine, 
Like  thine  own  angels  round  thee  shine. 

4  All  this  for  us  thy  love  hath  done, 
By  this  to  thee  our  love  is  won; 
For  this  we  tune  our  cheerful  lays, 

And  shout  our  thanks  in  ceaseless  praise. 

Martin  Luther, 

91.  Heavenly  Voices.  8,  7.  D. 

HARK!— what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo!  th'  angelic  host  rejoices; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 
Hear  them  tell  the  wondrous  story, 

Hear  them  chant,  in  hymns  of  joy, 
"Glory  in  the  highest — glory! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  higli!  " 

2  Peace  on  earth— good  will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found. 
"Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven," 

Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 
Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed: 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing! 
O  receive  whom  God  appointed 

For  your  Frophet,  Priest  and  King. 

3  Haste,  ye  mortals,  to  adore  him; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him. 

Glory  be  to  God  most  high! 
Haste,  ye  mortals,  to  adore  him; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 

Glory  be  to  God  most  high!  ./.  Gawood. 


CHRIST — TITLES,  LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

92.  The  Star  in  the  East.  11,  lO. 

BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning, 
Dawn  on. our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine 
aid; 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  Is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining; 
Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 

Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, — 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Edom  and  off 'rings  divine  ? 

Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 
mine  ? 

4  Vsfinly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation ; 
Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure; 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

Reginald  Heber. 


TITLES,  LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 


93.  Crown  him  Lord  of  all  C.  M. 

LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 


A 


Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall; 
Go.  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

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CHRIST — TITLES,   LIFE  AND  CHARAOTBK. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Loid  of  all. 

5  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Edward  Perrvnet. 

94.  The  dearest  Nmne.  C.  M. 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name!  the  Rock  on  which  I  build; 

My  shield  and  hiding-place: 
My  never-failing  treasure,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4:  Jesus!  my  Saviour,  Shepherd,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  I  would  thy  boundless  love  proclaim 
With  every  fleeting  breath: 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death.  J.  Newton. 

95.  The  Minister's  only  Theme.        O.  M. 

JESUS,  the  name  high  over  all, 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky; 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 


CHRIST — TITLES,    LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  name  to  sinners  given! 

It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear; 

It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Jesus  the  prisoner's  fetters  breaks, 

And  bruises  Satan's  head; 
Power  into  strengthless  souls  he  speaks, 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see, 

The  riches  of  his  grace: 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

.".  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 
His  saving  truth  proclaim : 
'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
To  ciy,  "  Behold  the  Lamb." 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 
I  may  but  gasp  his  name! 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 

"Behold,  behold  the  Lamb!  "       c.  Wesley. 

96.      Charms  of  the  Saviour's  Name.     C.  M. 

THE  Saviour!  O  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  O  the  rich  depth  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store; 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine, 

I  cannot  wish  for  more. 
£  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  the  cross  I  fall; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 

My  Saviour  and  my  all.  Anns  Steele. 

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CHRIST— TLT1. IS,    LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

9*7.  The  Way,  Truth,  and  Life.        0.  M. 

THOU  art  the  way:  to  thee  alone, 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  hy  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  truth:  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  life:  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conqu'ring  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  way— the  truth— the  life; 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know — 
That  truth  to  keep— that  life  to  win — 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow.  g.  jr.  Doane. 

98.  "A  Priest  forever:'  C.  M. 

THOU  dear  Eedeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
I  love  to  hear  of  thee; 
No  music  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  O  let  me  ever  hear  thy  voice 

In  mercy  to  me  speak; 
In  thee,  my  priest,  will  I  rejoice, 
And  thy  salvation  seek. 

3  My  Jesus  shall  be  still  my  theme, 

While  in  this  world  I  stay; 

I'll  sing  my  Jesus'  lovely  name 

When  all  things  else  decay. 

4  When  I  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favored  throng, 
Then  will  I  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  my  song. 

John  Cennick. 
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CHRIST — TITLES,   LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

99.  Our  Pattern.  C.  M 

BEHOLD,  where  in  a  mortal  fomi 
Appears  each  grace  divine! 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy; 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 

A  friend  and  servant  found, 
He  washed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood. 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

5  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned  he  bowed  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done!" 

6  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide! 

His  image  may  we  bear; 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share!  Wm.  Enfield. 

100.  Majestic  Sweetness.  C.  M. 

MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
Upon  the  Saviour's  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 
Among  the  sons  of  men; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fail- 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 


CHRIST — TITLES,    LIFE  AM)  CHARACTER. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore^  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joy  complete. 

6  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

Samuel  Stennett. 

101.  Patience  of  Jesus.  C.  M. 

WHAT  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 
Around  thy  steps  below! 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe! 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  O  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee, 

Like  thee,  O  Lord,  to  grieve 
Far  more  for  others'  sins,  than  all 
The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

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CHRIST  —TITLES,   LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye 
In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
That  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring* 
From  union,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Edicard  Denny. 

102*  A  present  Help.  C.  M. 

WE  may  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 
To  bring  the  Lord  Christ  down; 
In  vain  we  search  the  lowest  deeps, 
For  him  no  depths  can  drown. 

2  But  warm,  sweet,  tender,  even  yet 

A  present  help  is  he; 
And  faith  has  yet  its  Olivet, 
And  love  its  Galilee. 

3  The  healing  of  the  seamless  dress 

Is  by  our  beds  of  pain; 
We  touch  him  in  life's  throng  and  press, 
And  we  are  whole  again. 

4  Through  him  the  first  fond  prayers  are  sa.d 

Our  lips  of  childhood  frame; 

The  last  low  whispers  of  our  dead 

Are  burdened  with  his  name. 

5  O  Lord  and  Master  of  us  all, 

Whate'er  our  name  and  sign, 
We  own  thy  sway,  we  hear  thy  call; 
We  test  our  lives  by  thine! 

John  G.  Whit  tier. 

103.  u0  who  like  Thee!"  L.  Btf. 

HOW  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine, 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine, 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 
In  wondrous  love,  O  Son  of  God! 

2  O  who  like  thee,  so  calm,  so  bright, 
So  pure,  so  made  to  live  in  light  ? 
O  who  like  thee  did  ever  go 
So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe  ? 


CHRIST — TITLES,  LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

3  O  who  like  thee  so  humble  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men  before  ? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility  ? 

4  And  death,  that  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee; 
Yet  love  through  all  thy  torture  glowed, 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

5  O  wondrous  Lord,  my  soul  would  be 
Still  more  and  more  conformed  to  thee^ 
Would  learn  of  thee,  the  lowly  One, 
And  like  thee,  all  my  journey  run. 

A.  Cleveland  Coze. 

104*         On  the  Mmmt  with  Christ.         L.  M. 

0  MASTER,  it  is  good  to  be 
High  on  the  mountain  here  with  thee, 
Where  stand  revealed  to  mortal  gaze 
Those  glorious  saints  of  other  days; 

2  Who  once  received  on  Horeb's  height 
The  eternal  laws  of  truth  and  right, 

Or  caught  the  still  small  whisper,  higher 
Than  storm,  than  earthquake,  or  than  fire. 

3  O  Master,  it  is  good  to  be 
Entranced,  en  wrapt,  alone  with  thee; 
And  watch  thy  glistering  raiment  glow 
Whiter  than  Hermon's  whitest  snow; 

4  The  human  lineaments  that  shine 
Irradiant  with  a  light  divine; 

Till  we  too  change  from  grace  to  grace, 
Gazing  on  that  transfigured  face. 

5  O  Master,  it  is  good  to  be 

Here  on  the  holy  mount  with  thee: 
When  darkling  in  the  depths  of  night, 
When  dazzled  with  excess  of  light, 

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CHRIST — TITLES,   LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

§  We  bow  before  the  heavenly  voice 
That  bids  bewildered  souls  rejoice, 
Though  love  wax  cold,  and  faith  be  dim, 
"  This  is  my  Son,  O  hear  ye  him." 

Arthur  P.  Stanley 

105*  J&us  ty  the  Way.  1,  % 

mHERE  is  a  mighty  Helper 
1  For  every  time  of  need, 
A  true  and  faithful  Brother, 
Who  is  a  Friend  indeed. 

2  How  great  is  his  compassion! 

His  love  how  rich  and  full! 
His  sympathy  and  kindness 
How  deep  and  wonderful! 

3  When  days  are  dark  with  trouble, 

And  life  is  full  of  care, 
:  How  sweet  it  is  to  linger, 
And  talk  with  Jesus  there. 

4  O  still  be  ours  the  comfort, 

In  all  our  pilgrim  way, 
To  walk  and  talk  with  Jesus, 
In  wisdom,  day  by  day. 

5  Our  hearts  have  burned  within  us, 

In  converse  by  the  way; 
And  in  his  blessed  presence 
We  would  abide  for  aye.    H.  B.  HnrUthr. 

106.  Pram  to  Christ.  8.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Christ  of  God! 
The  Father's  blessed  Son! 
The  Father's  bosom  thine  abode, 
The  Father's  love  thine  own:— 

6  Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God! 

Who,  us  from  hell  to  raise, 
Hast  shed  thy  reconciling  blood; — 
We  give  thee  endless  praise. 

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CHKIST — TITLES,  LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

3  God,  and  yet  man,  thou  art; 

True  God,  true  man  art  thou; 
Of  man,  and  of  man's  earth,  a  part, 
One  with  us  thou  art  now;— 

4  Great  Sacrifice  for  sin! 

Giver  of  life  for  life! 
Restorer  of  the  peace  within! 
True  Ender  of  the  strife! 

5  To  thee,  the  Christ  of  God, 

Thy  saints  exulting  sing; 
The  Dearer  of  our  heavy  load. 
Our  own  anointed  King. 

6  Rest  of  the  weary,  thou! 

To  thee,  our  rest,  we  come; 
In  thee  to  find  our  dwelling  now, 
Our  everlasting  home.       Horatius  Bonar 

107.  The  Tears  of  Jesus.  8,  7,  7. 

JESUS  wept!  those  tears  are  over, 
But  his  heart  is  still  the  same; 
Kinsman,  Friend,  and  elder  Brother, 
Is  his  everlasting  name. 
Saviour,  who  can  love  like  thee, 
Gracious  One  of  Bethany  ? 

I  When  the  pangs  of  trial  seize  us, 
When  the  waves  of  sorrow  roll, 
I  will  lay  my  head  on  Jesus, 
Pillow  of  the  troubled  soul. 
Surely,  none  can  feel  like  thee, 
Weeping  One  of  Bethany! 

3  Jesus  wept!  and  still  in  glory, 

He  can  mark  each  mourner's  tear; 
Living  to  retrace  the  stoiy 
Of  the  hearts  he  solaced  here. 
Lord,  when  I  am  called  to  die, 
Let  me  think  of  Bethany. 
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CHRIST — TITLES,  LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

4  Jesus  wept!  that  tear  of  sorrow 
Is  a  legacy  of  love; 
Yesterday,  to-day,  to-morrow, 
He  the  same  doth  ever  prove. 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me, 
Living  One  of  Bethany! 

J.  R.  Macduff. 

108*  lmmanwl.  7. 

GOD  with  us!  O  glorious  name! 
Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame; 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite; 
O  mysterious  depth  and  height! 

2  God  with  us!  amazing  love 
Brought  him  from  his  courts  above; 
iNow,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
►Swell  the  song  with  holy  tire. 

3  God  with  us!  but  tainted  not 
With  the  first  transgressor's  blot; 
fet  did  he  our  sins  sustain, 

Bear  the  guilt,  the  curse,  the  pain. 

4  God  with  us!  O  wondrous  grace! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face; 
That  we  may  Immanuel  sing, 

As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King!       s.  Slinn. 

109*   Owr  -Prophet,  Priest,  and  King.    H.  M 

JOYS  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
Or  angels  ever  bore: 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, — 
Too  mean  to  set  the  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came, — 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven. 
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CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died; 
The  guilty  conscience  needs 

No  sacrifice  beside: 
His  precious  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

4  O  thou  Almighty  Lord, 

Our  Conqueror  and  King; 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword. 

Thy  reigning  grace,  we  sing: 
Thine  is  the  power;  behold  we  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet.    i.  Wafts. 


SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 


110.      The  Suffering  of  the  Saviour.      0.  M. 

ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  1  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The -debt  of  love  I  owe: 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'T  is  all  that  I  can  do.  /.  Wattt. 


CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

Ill*        The  Love  of  a  dying  Saviour.      C.  M . 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans!  while  nature  shake* 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend! 
The  temple's  vail  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'T  is  done!  the  precious  ransom's  paid! 

"Receive  my  soul!  "  he  cries: 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head; 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies! 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine; 
O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine!  s.  Wesfey,  Sr. 

112*  Christ  in  the  Gardm.  L.  M. 

TTl  IS  midnight— and,  on  Olive's  brow, 
A    The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone; 
'Tis  midnight— in  the  garden  now 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight— and,  from  all  removed, 

Immanuel  wrestles  lone,  with  fears: 
E'en  the  disciple  that  he  loved, 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'T  is  midnight— and  for  others'  guilt 

The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood; 
Yet  he,  who  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight— and  from  ether-plains, 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  wo<-. 

Wm.  B.  Thppan. 

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CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

113.  Christ  far  me.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  whom  angel  hosts  adore, 
Became  a  man  of  griefs  for  me; 
In  love,  though  rich,  becoming  poor, 
That  I  through  him  enriched  might  be. 

2  Though  Lord  of  all,  above,  below, 

He  went  to  Olivet  for  me: 
There  drank  my  cup  of  wrath  and  woe, 
When  bleeding  in  Gethsemane. 

3  The  ever-blessed  Son  of  God 

Went  up  to  Calvary  for  me; 
There  paid  my  debt,  there  bore  my  load, 
In  his  own  body  on  the  tree. 

4  Jesus,  whose  dwelling  is  the  skies, 

Went  down  into  the  grave  for  me; 
There  overcame  my  enemies, 
There  won  the  glorious  victoiy. 

5  'Tis  finished  all:  the  vail  is  rent, 

The  welcome  sure,  the  access  free: — 
Now  then,  we  leave  our  banishment, 

0  Father,  to  return  to  thee!  h.  Bonar. 

114.  ' '  R  is  finisfied. "  L.  M. 

"  'fTUS  finished!  "  so  the  Saviour  cried,, 

1  And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died: 
'Tis  finished!   yes,  the  race  is  run; 

The  battle  fought;  the  victory  won. 

2  'Tis  finished!  all  that  Heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  'Tis  finished!  Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour; 
And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

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CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

4  'Tis  finished!  let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round; 
'Tis  finished!  let  the  triumph  rise 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies! 

bamuei  Utennett — alt. 

115.  The  Hidings  of  the  Father's  Face.   L.  M 

FROM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard,— 
A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry; 
My  Saviour!  every  mournful  word 
Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  thou  spotless,  holy  One! 
And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace, 

These  thou  couldst  bear,  nor  once  repine; 
But  when  Jehovah  vailed  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky; 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake! 
He  died,  that  we  might  never  die. 

5  Lord!  on  thy  cross  1  fix  mine  eye; 

If  e'er  1  lose  its  strong  control, 
O  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 
Melt  and  reclaim  my  wandering  soul. 

J.   W.  Cunningham. 

116.  The  dying  Saviour.  L.  M. 

STRETCHED  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies; 
Hark!  his  expiring  groans  arise! 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide! 

2  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

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3  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 

To  warm  this  cold,  unfeeling  heart; 

Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move, 

In  melting  grief,  and  ardent  love.    Anne  Steele. 

11*7*         The  Atonement  completed.         L.  M. 
'm  IS  finished!  the  Messiah  dies;— 
X    Cut  off  for  sins,  but  not  his  own: 
Accomplished  is  the  sacrifice, — 
The  great  redeeming  work  is  done. 

2  'Tis  finished!  all  the  debt  is  paid; 

Justice  divine  is  satisfied; 
The  grand  and  full  atonement  made, 
Christ  for  a  guilty  world  hath  died. 

3  The  vail  is  rent;  in  him  alone 

The  living  way  to  heaven  is  seen; 
The  middle  wall  is  broken  down, 
And  all  mankind  may  enter  in. 

4  The  types  and  figures  are  fulfilled; 

Exacted  is  the  legal  pain; 
The  precious  promises  are  sealed; 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  is  slain. 

5  Death,  hell,  and  sin,  are  now  subdued; 

All  grace  is  now  to  sinners  given ; 
And,  lo!  1  plead  th'  atoning  blood, 
And  in  thy  right  I  claim  my  heaven, 

C.  Wesley. 

118.  Gazing  upon  the  Gross.  L.  M. 

LORD  Jesus,  when  we  stand  afar 
And  gaze  upon  thy  holy  cross, 
In  love  of  thee  and  scorn  of  self, 
O  may  we  count  the  world  as  loss. 

2  When  we  behold  thy  bleeding  wounds, 
And  the  rough  way  that  thou  hast  trod, 
Make  us  to  hate  the  load  of  sin 
That  lay  so  heavy  on  our  God.  . 


CHRIST  — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

3  O  holy  Lord,  uplifted  high 

With  outstretched  arms,  in  mortal  woe, 
Embracing  in  thy  wondrous  love 
The  sinful  world  that  lies  below, 

4  Give  us  an  ever-living  faith 

To  gaze  beyond  the  things  we  see; 
And,  in  the  mystery  of  thy  death, 
Draw  us  and  all  men  unto  thee. 

William  Walsham  How. 

119*  ^.  Saviour's  dying  Love.  L.  M. 

WHEN  1  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown! 

4  Were  the _ whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Isaac  Walls. 
120.  Christ  our  Ransom.  L.  M. 

THE  royal  banners  forward  go; 
The  cross  shines  forth  in  mystic  glow; 
Where  he  in  flesh,  our  flesh  who  made, 
Our  sentence  bore,  our  ransom  paid ; 

2  Where  deep  for  us  the  spear  was  dyed, 
Life's  torrent  rushing  from  his  side, 
To  wash  us  in  that  precious  flood, 
Where  mingled  water  flowed,  and  blood. 

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CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEA.TH.    " 

5  Fulfilled  is  all  that  David  told, 
In  true  prophetic  song  of  old; 
Amidst  the  nations  God,  saith  he, 
Has  reigned  and  triumphed  from  the  tree. 

4  O  Tree  of  beauty!  Tree  of  light! 
O  Tree  with  royal  purple  dyed! 
Elect  on  whose  triumphal  breast, 
Those  holy  limbs  should  find  their  rest, 

5  On  whose  dear  arms,  so  widely  flung, 
The  weight  of  this  world's  ransom  hung, 
The  price  of  human  kind  to  pay, 

And  spoil  the  spoiler  of  his  prey! 

Venantius  Fortunatus.  Tr.  J.  M.  Neale. 

121.       Transcendent  Love.  L.  M.  6  I. 

OLOVE  divine,  what  hast  thou  done! 
The  incarnate  God  hath  died  for  me! 
The  Father's  co-eternal  Son, 

Bore  all  my  sins  upon  the  tree! 
The  Son  of  God  for  me  hath  died: 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

2  Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pass  by, — 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peace! 
Come,  sinners,  see  your  Saviour  die, 

And  say,  was  ever  grief  like  his? 
Come,  feel  with  me  his  blood  applied: 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified: 

3  Is  crucified  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God: 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood: 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  side: 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

4  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  stream; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  loss, 
And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him: 


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CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

Of  nothing  think  or  speak  beside,— 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley. 

122.  Our  Ramsorn  paid.  S.  M. 

UR  sins  on  Christ  were  laid; 
He  bore  the  mighty  load; 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid 
In  groans,  and  tears,  and  blood. 

2  To  save  a  world,  he  dies; 

Sinners,  behold  the  Lamb! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes; 
Seek  mercy  in  his  name. 

3  Pardon  and  peace  abound; 

He  will  your  sins  forgive; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found,— 
He  bids  the  sinner  live. 

4  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee;— 

Where  else  can  sinners  go? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  us  free 
From  wretchedness  and  woe../:  Mm*,  «& 

123*  Crowned  with  Thorn*.  7, 6. 

0  SACRED  Head,  now  wounded, 
With  grief  and  shame  weighed  dow», 
Now  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thine  only  crown; 
O  sacred  Head,  what  glory, 

What  bliss,  till  now  was  thine! 
Yet,  though  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain: 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain: 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour! 

'TisI  deserve  thy  place; 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

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CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

;{  What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  friend, 
For  this,  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end? 
O  make  me  thine  forever; 

And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never, 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 

4  Be  near  me  when  I'm  dying, 

O  show  thy  cross  to  me; 
And,  for  my  succor  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free: 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move; 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely,  through  thy  love. 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux,  Paul  Ge.rhardt. 
Tr.  J.  W.  Alexander. 

124 #  Christ  our  Exemplar.  7,  6  1. 

GO  to  dark  Gethsemane, 
Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour; 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned; 
O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall! 

O  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb; 

There,  adoring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete: 
"It  is  finished!"  hear  him  cry; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 


CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEA.TH. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom; 

Who  hath  taken  him  away? 
Christ  is  risen;  he  meets  our  eyes; 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise! 

James  Montgomery 

125.  Hail,  Jems!  8. 7D 

HAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus! 
Hail,  thou  everlasting  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

"Thou  hast  full  atonement  made: 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven: 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail!  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side: 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear.  J.  Bakewell 

126.  Glorying  in  the  Cross.  8,  7 

IN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  Head  sublime. 


CHRIST— SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me; 
Lo,  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming- 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming- 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  Head  sublime. 

John  Bovu-ihg. 

127.  The  Voice  of  Calvcm/-  8,  7,  4, 

HARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary! 
See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 
Shakes  the  earth  and  vails  the  sky! 

"It  is  finished!" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finished!— O  what  pleasure 

L>o  these  precious  words  afford! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord; 

It  is  finished ! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finished  ail  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law; 
Finished  all  that  God  had  promised, 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe: 

It  is  finished!— 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 

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CHRIST — .SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 

4  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name: 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb!      J.  Evans,  I 

128.  What  hast  thou  done  for  met  8,  6. 

GAVE  my  life  for  thee, 
My  precious  blood  I  shed, 
That  thou  might' st  ransomed  be, 
And  quickened  from  the  dead; 
I  gave,  I  gave  my  life  for  thee, 
What  hast  thou  given  for  me? 

2  My  Father's  house  of  light,— 

My  glory-circled  throne 
I  left,  for  earthly  night, 

For  wand'rings  sad  and  lone; 
I  left,  I  left  it  all  for  thee; 
Hast  thou  left  aught  for  me  ? 

3  I  suffered  much  for  thee, 

More  than  thy  tongue  can  tell, 
Of  bitterest  agony, 

To  rescue  thee  from  hell; 
I've  borne,  I've  borne  it  all  for  thee, 
What  hast  thou  borne  for  me  ? 

4  And  I  have  brought  to  thee, 

Down  from  my  home  above, 
Salvation  full  and  free, 

My  pardon  and  my  love; 
I  bring,  1  bring  rich  gifts  to  thee, 
What  hast  thou  brought  to  me  ? 

Miss  Frances  R.  HavergaL 

129.  "Day  of  Darkness."  P.  M. 


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WAS  the  day  when  God's  Anointed 
Died  for  lis  the  death  appointed, 
Bleeding  on  the  dreadful  cross; 

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.  CHRIST — SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH, 

Day  of  darkness,  day  of  terror, 
Deadly  fruit  of  ancient  error, 
Nature's  fall,  and  Eden's  loss! 

t  Haste,  prepare  the  bitter  chalice! 
Gentile  hate  and  Jewish  malice 

Lift  the  royal  victim  high; 
Like  the  serpent,  wonder-gifted, 
Which  the  prophet  once  uplifted, 

For  a  sinful  world  to  die. 

3  Conscious  of  the  deed  unholy, 
Nature's  pulses  beat  more  slowly, 

And  the  sun  his  light  denied; 
Darkness  wrapped  the  sacred  city, 
And  the  earth  with  fear  and  pity 

Trembled,  when  the  just  One  died. 

4  Not  in  vain  for  us  uplifted, 
Man  of  sorrows,  wonder-gifted, 

May  that  sacred  symbol  be; 
Eminent  amid  the  ages, 
Guide  of  heroes  and  of  sages, 

May  it  guide  us  still  to  thee. 

F.  H.  Hedge,  tr 

130.  "■#  i*  finished."  P.  M. 

FROM  the  cross  the  blood  is  falling, 
And  to  us  a  voice  is  calling 
Like  a  trumpet  silver-clear: 
'Tis  the  voice  announcing  pardon— 
It  is  finished,  is  its  burden, 
Pardon  to  the  far  and  near. 

2.  Peace  that  glorious  blood  is  sealing, 
All  our  wounds  forever  healiiig, 

And  removing  every  load; 
Words  of  peace  that  voice  has  spoken, 
Peace  that  shall  no  more  be,  broken, 

Peace  between  the  soul  and  God. 

H.  Bonar. 

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CHRIST — RESURRECTION. 


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131*  My  Redeemer  lives!.  L.  M 

KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives; 

What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  Head! 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed; 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath; 
He  lives,  and  1  shall  conquer  death; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare; 
He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

4  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name; 

He  lives,  my  Saviour,  still  the  same; 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives, 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives! 

Samuel  Medley. 

132*  Christ' 8  Intercession.  L.  M. 

HE  lives— the  great  Redeemer  lives! 
What  joy  the  bless'd  assurance  gives! 
And  now,  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice  armed  with  frowns  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts* 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise; 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 
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PRIESTHOOD  AND  REIGX. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart- 
That  Jesus  hears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend f 
On  thee  our  humble  hopes  depend,* 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads  and  must  prevail. 

Anne  Steeie. 

133.      The  Friend  of  Sinners  dies.    L.  M.  D. 

HE  dies!  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies! 
Lo!  Salem's  daughters  weep  around; 
A  solemn  darkness  vails  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground: 
Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groaned  beneath  your  load: 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man! 
But  lo!  what  sudden  joys  we  see: 

Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again! 
The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb; 

In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise: 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him,  "Welcome  to  the  skies!" 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  your  great  Deliverer  reigns: 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains! 
Say,  "Live  forever,  wondrous  King! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save!" 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "Where's  thy  sting t 

And,  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave?** 

/.  Watt*. 


CHRIST — RESURRECTION, 

134,  King  of  Kings  and  Lord  of  Lords.  C.  M. 

FTCHE  head  that   once    was   crowned  with 
A  thorns 

Is  crowned  with  glory  now; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 

The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

3  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords, 
Is  to  our  Jesus  given; 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords, 
He  reigns  o'er  earth  and  heaven: 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them,  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given; 
Their  name,  an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy,  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above; 
Their  everlasting  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love.  Th.  Kelly. 

135*       Jems,  our  great  High-Priest.       C.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High-priest  above; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
It  melts  with  pitying  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  strong  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

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PRIE8TH00D  AND  REIGN. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  11  ax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame: 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  every  trying  hour.  I.  Watts. 

136.  Christ,  our  Guide.  CL  M. 

JESUS,  the  Lord  of  glory,  died, 
That  we  might  never  die; 
And  now  he  reigns  supreme,  to  guide 
His  people  to  the  sky. 

2  Weak  though  we  are,  he  still  is  near, 

To  lead,  console,  defeud; 

In  all  our  sorrow,  all  our  fear, 

Our  all-sutticient  Friend. 

3  From  his  high  throne  in  bliss  he  deigns 

Our  every  prayer  to  heed; 
Bears  with  our  folly,  soothes  our  pains, 
Supplies  our  every  need. 

4  Aj'd  from  his  love's  exhaustless  spring, 

Joys  like  a  river  come, 
To  make  the  desert  bloom  and  sing, 
O'er  which  we  travel  home. 

5  O  Jesus,  there  is  none  like  thee, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  Lord; 
Through  earth  and  heaven  exalted  be, 
Beloved,  obeyed,  adored.     Baptist  w.  Noel. 

13*7*     Jesus  would  have  Sinners  saved.     C.  M. 

THE  Lord  of  life,  with  glory  crowned, 
On  heaven's  exalted  throne, 
Forgets  not  those,  for  whom  on  earth    . 
Ho  heaved  his  dying  groan. 


CHRIST — RESURRECTION, 

2  His  greatness  now  no  tongue  of  man 

Or  seraph  bright  can  tell; 
Yet  still  the  chief  of  all  his  joys, 
That  souls  are  saved  from  hell. 

3  For  this  he  taught,  and  toiled,  and  bled; 

For  this  his  life  was  given; 
For  this  he  fought,  and  vanquished  death; 
For  this  he  reigns  in  heaven. 

4  Join,  all  ye  saints  beneath  the  sky, 

Your  grateful  praise  to  give; 
Sing  loud  hosannas  to  his  name, 
With  whom  you  too  shall  live.  R.  Wardtaw. 

138.        ' '  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed. "        S.  M. 

"fTlHE  Lord  is  risen  indeed." 
A    And  are  the  tidings  true  ? 
Yes,  we  beheld  the  Saviour  bleed, 
And  saw  him  living  too. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed." 

Then  Justice  asks  no  more; 
Mercy  and  Truth  are  now  agreed, 
Who  stood  opposed  before. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed." 

Then  is  his  work  performed; 
The  captive  surely  now  is  freed, 
And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 

4  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed." 

Attending  angels  hear; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

5  Then  take  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord, 
Join  all  the  bright  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord.  Thot.  KeUy. 

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PRIESTHOOD  AND  REIGN. 

139.  The  Reign  of  Jems.  S.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Conqu'ror,  reigns, 
In  glorious  strength  arrayed: 
His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 
And  bids  the  earth  be  glad; 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  rejoice 

In  Jesus'  mighty  love: 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice. 
To  him  that  rules  above. 

3  Extol  his  kingly  power, 

Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 
Who  died,  and  lives  to  die  no  more; 
High  on  his  Father's  throne: 

4  Our  Advo  ate  with  God, 

He  undertakes  our  cause, 
And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  vict'ry  of  his  cross. 

5  That  bloody  banner  see, 

And,  in  your  Captain's  sight, 
Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith  with  me, 
My  fellow-soldiers,  fight! 

6  In  mighty  phalanx  joined, 

To  battl    all  proceed; 
Armed  with  tli'  unconquerable  mind, 
Which  was  in  Christ,  your  Head. 

C.  Wesley. 

140.  The  Lord  is  risen.  T. 

CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  again, 
Christ  hath  broken  every  chain; 
Hark!  angelic  voices  cry, 
Singing  evermore  on  high, 
Hallelujah!  Praise  the  Lord! 

2  He  who  gave  for  us  his  life, 
Who  for  us  endured  the  strife, 
Is  our  Paschal  Lamb  to-day! 
We,  too,  sing  for  joy,  and  say, 
Hallelujah!  Praise  the  Lord! 

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CHRIST — RESURRECTION, 

3  He  who  bore  all  pain  and  loss, 
Comfortless,  upon  the  cross, 
Lives  in  glory  now  on  high, 
Pleads  for  us,  and  hears  our  cry; 

Hallelujah!  Praise  the  Lord! 

4  Now  he  bids  us  tell  abroad 
How  the  lost  may  be  restored, 
How  the  penitent  forgiven, 
How  we,  too,  may  enter  heaven! 

Hallelujah!  Praise  the  Lord! 

Michael  Weisse.  Tr.  Miss  C.  Winkxorth, 

141  •  The  Resurrection.  T. 

ANGELS!  roll  the  rock  away; 
Heath!  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey; 
See!  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  Hark!  the  wondering  angels  raise 
Louder  notes  of  joyful  praise; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  with  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Saints  on  earth,  lift  up  your  eyes, — 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise 

In  long  triumph  through  the  sky, 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  its  portals  wide! 
Mighty  Conqueror!  through  them  ride; 
King  of  glory!  mount  thy  throne, 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own.  r.  Se»tt. 

142.  Resurrection  of  Christ.  7. 

"riHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day!" 
\J  Sons  of  men  and  angels  say; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high : 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  thou  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won; 
Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 
Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more! 


PRIESTHOOD  AND  liKlON. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal,— 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise; 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King! 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save; 
Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ? 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head; 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise, 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

C.  Wesley. 

143.  Livethf&r  evermore.  7  D. 

CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day; 
Christians,  haste  your  vows  to  pay; 
Offer  ye  your  praises  meet 
At  the  Paschal  Victim's  feet, 
For  the  sheep  the  Lamb  hath  bled, 
Sinless  in  the  sinner's  stead 
"  Christ  is  risen,"  to-day,  we  cry; 
Now  he  lives  no  more  to  die. 

2  Christ,  the  Victim,  undefiled, 
Man  to  God  hath  reconciled; 
Whilst  in  strange  and  awful  strife 
Men  together  death  and  life; 
Christians,  on  this  happy  day, 
Haste  with  joy  your  vows  to  pay; 
"Christ  is  risen,"  to-day,  we  cry; 
Now  he  lives  no  more  to  die. 

3  Christ,  who  once  for  sinners  plead, 
Now  the  first-born  from  the  dead, 
Throned  in  endless  might  and  power, 
Lives  and  reigns  for  evermore. 
Hail,  eternal  hopes  on  high! 

Hail,  thou  King  of  victory! 
Hail,  thou  Prince  of  life  adored! 
Help  and  save  us,  gracious  Lord. 

Jaw  E.  I.e.esvn,  nit. 


CHRIST — RESURRECTION, 

144.  Ascension  Hymn.  6, 4. 

RISE,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise 
Into  thy  native  skies; 
Assume  thy  right; 
And  w.:ere  in  many  a  fold 
The  clouds  are  backward  rolled. 
Pass  through  those  gates  of  gold, 
And  reign  in  light! 

2  Victor  o'er  death  and  hell, 
Cherubic  legions  swell 

The  radiant  train: 
Praises  all  heaven  inspire; 
Each  angel  sweeps  his  lyre, 
And  claps  his  wings  of  fire, 

Thou  Lamb  once  slain! 

3  Enter,  incarnate  God! 

No  feet  but  thine  have  trod 

The  serpent  down: 
Blow  the  full  trumpets,  blow. 
Wider  yon  portals  throw, 
Saviour,  triumphant,  go, 

And  take  thy  crown! 

4  Lion  of  Judah,  hail! 
And  let  thy  name  prevail 

From  age  to  age: 
Lord  of  the  rolling  years, 
Claim  for  thine  own  the  spheres, 
For  thou  hast  bought  with  tears 

Thy  heritage.  Matthew  Bridge*. 

145.  The  Reign  of  Christ.  8, 7. 

LOOK,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious, 
See  the  " Man  of  Sorrows"  now, 
From  the  fight  return  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow. 
Crown  him,  crown  him! 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 


PRIESTHOOD  AND  REIGN. 

3  Crown  the  Saviour!  Angels  crown  him 
Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings, 

In  the  seat  of  pow'r  enthrone  him, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings. 

Crown  him,  crown  him! 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings! 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crown'd  him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim, 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 

Own  his  title,  praise  his  name. 
Crown  him,  crown  him! 

Spiead  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 

4  Hark!  the  bursts  of  acclamation! 

Hark!  these  loud  triumphant  chords, 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station, 

O  what  joy  the  sight  affords. 
Crown  him,  crown  him 

King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords! 

Thos.  Kelly. 

146*         Jesus,  Victor  over  Death.        8,  7,  4. 

C^OME,  ye  saints,  behold  and  wonder; 
J  See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay: 
He  has  burst  his  bands  asunder; 
He  has  borne  our  sins  away; ; 

Joyful  tidings! 
Yes,  the  Lord  has  risen  to-day. 
2  Jesus  triumphs!  sing  ye  praises; 
By  his  death  he  overcame: 
Thus  the  Lord  his  glory  raises, 
Thus  lie  fills  his  foes  with  shame: 

Sing  ye  praises! 
Praises  to  the  Victor's  name. 
%  Jesus  triumphs!  countless  legions 

Come  from  heaven  to  meet  their  King; 
Soon,  in  yonder  blessed  regions, 
They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing: 

Songs  eternal 
Shall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 

Thos.  Kelly. 


CHRIST — RESURRECTION, 

147.  "Enthroned  in  Glory."         s,  7.  D. 

JESUS,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  forever  to  abide; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 
2  Worship,  honor,  power  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
When  we  join  th' angelic  spirits, 

In  their  sweetest,  noblest  lays; 
We  will  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 

Help  to  chant  Immanuers  praise. 

J.  BatewtH. 

148.  The  glorious  Conqueror.        8,  7.  D. 

SEE,  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph! 
See  the  King  in  royal  state, 
Riding  on  the  clouds,  his  chariot, 

To  his  heavenly  palace  gate! 
Hark!  the  choirs  of  angel  voices 

Joyful  hallelujahs  sing, 
And  the  portals  high  are  lifted 

To  receive  their  heavenly  King. 
2  Who  is  this  that  comes  in  glory, 

With  the  trump  of  jubilee? 
Lord  of  battles,  God  of  armies, 

He  has  gained  the  victory; 
He.  who  on  the  cross  did  suffer, 

He,  who  from  the  grave  arose, 
He  has  vanquished  sin  and  Satan, 

He  by  death  has  spoiled  his  foes. 
:\  Thou  hast  raised  our  human  nature, 

On  the  clouds  to  God's  right  hand; 
There  we  sit  in  heavenly  places, 

There  with  thee  in  glory  stand; 

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PRIESTHOOD  AND   RKUJN. 

reigns,  adored  by  angels; 
Man  with  God  is  on  the  throne; 
Mighty  Lord!  in  thine  ascension, 
We  by  faith  behold  our  own. 

4  Lift  us  up  from  earth  to  heaven, 

Give  us  wings  of  faith  and  love, 
Gales  of  holy  aspirations, 

Wafting  us  to  realms  above; 
That,  with  hearts  and  minds  uplifted, 

We  with  Christ  our  Lord  may  dwell, 
Where  he  sits  enthroned  in  glory, 

In  the  heavenly  citadel.         c.  Wordtworth, 

149.  Baptiste.  11. 

WELCOME,  happy  morning!  age  to  age 
shall  say: 
Hell  to-day  is  vanquished,  heaven  is  won 

to-day! 
Lo,  the  dead  is  living,  God  for  evermore! 
Him,  their  true  Creator,  all  his  works  adore. 

2  Earth  with  joy  confesses,  clothing  her  for 

{Spring, 
All  good  gifts  returned  with  her  returning 

King- 
Bloom   in  every  meadow,   leaves   on  every 

bough, 
Speak  his  sorrows  ended,  hail  his  triumph 

now. 

3  Maker  and  Redeemer,  life  and  health  of  all, 
Thou,  from  heaven  beholding  human  nature's 

fall, 
Of  the  Father's  Godhead  true  and  only  Son, 
Manhood  to  deliver,  manhood  didst  put  on. 

4  Thou,  of   life  the  author,  death  didst  un- 

dergo, 
Tread  the  path  of  darkness,  saving  strength 
to  show; 

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HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Come  then,  true  and  faithful,  now  fulfill  thy 

word, 
'Tis  thine  own  third  morning,  rise,  my  buried 

Lord! 
5  Loose  the  souls  long-prisoned,  bound  with 

ISatan's  chain; 
All  that  now  is  fallen  raise  to  life  again; 
Show  thy  face  in  brightness,  bid  the  nations 

see, 
Bring  again  our  daylight;  day  returns  with 

thee! 

Venantius  Fortunatus.     Tr.  J.  EUerton. 
[Sung  by  Jerome  of  Prague  at  tUe  stake.] 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

150*         The  promised  Comforter.  L.  M. 

LORD,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 
The  apostolic  promise  given; 
We  wait  the  pentecostal  powers, — 
The  Holy  Ghost  sent  down  from  heaven. 

2  Assembled  here  with  one  accord, 

Calmly  we  wait  the  promised  grace, — 
The  purchase  of  our  dying  Lord; 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  till  the  place. 

3  If  every  one  that  asks  may  find,— 

If  still  thou  dost  on  sinners  fall, — 
Come  as  a  mighty  rushing  wind; 
Great  grace  be  now  upon  us  all. 

4  Ah!  leave  us  not  to  mourn  below, 

Or  long  for  thy  return  to  pine; 
Now,  Lord,  the  Comforter  bestow, 
And  fix  in  us  the  Guest  divine,     a  Wesley. 

151 .    The  Spirit  enlightens  and  renews.    L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace; 


HOLY   SPIRIT. 

Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down, 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know, 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys; 

Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind.         /.  Watt*. 

152*  Invocation.  L.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit!  calm  my  mind, 
And  tit  me  to  approach  my  God; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 

A  living  spark  of  holy  tire  ? 
O  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 

And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see; 
O  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee.     J.  Stewart. 

153*  Prayer  for  the  Spirit.  L.  M. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  God  of  love! 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above; 
Let  me  his  sacred  influence  feel, 
To  quicken,  purify  and  heal. 

2  He  is  the  source  of  every  grace, 
Of  light  and  life  and  holiness; 
By  him  alone  may  I  be  taught, 
And  all  my  works  in  him  be  wrought. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  O  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  come 
And  make  my  heart  his  constant  home; 
There  his  abundant  grace  display, 
And  lead  me  in  a  perfect  way. 

Thomas  Raffles. 

154.  "Veni,  Creator  Spiritus/"        L.  M. 

OOME,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest! 
And  in  our  souls  take  up  thy  rest; 
Come,  with  thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
To  nil  the  hearts  which  thou  hast  made. 

2  Great  Comforter!  to  thee  we  cry; 
O  highest  Gift  of  God  most  high! 
O  Fount  of  life!  O  Fire  of  love! 
And  sweet  Anointing  from  above! 

3  Kindle  our  senses  from  above, 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love; 
With  patience  firm,  and  virtue  high, 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply. 

4  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread, 
And  grant  us  thy  true  peace  instead; 
So  shall  we  not,  with  thee  for  guide, 
Turn  from  the  path  of  life  aside. 

Lat.  Rabanus  Maurus, 

Tr.  Edward  Caswaii. 

155.  Beceive  ye  the  Holy  Ghost.      L.  M.  6 1. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  lighten  with  celestial  fire; 
Thou  the  anointing  Spirit  art, 
Who  dost  thy  sevenfold  gifts  impart: 
Thy  blessed  unction  from  above 
Is  comfort,  life,  and  fire  of  love. 

2  Enable  with  perpetual  light 
The  dullness  of  our  blinded  sight; 
Anoint  and  cheer  our  soiled  face 
With  the  abundance  of  thy  grace; 
Keep  far  our  foes,  give  peace  at  home; 
Where  thou  art  guide,  no  ill  can  come. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  Teach  us  to  know  the  Father,  Son, 
And  thee,  of  both,  to  he  but  one; 
That  through  the  ages  all  along, 
This  may  be  our  endless  song: 
Praise  to  thy  eternal  merit, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit. 

Gregory  the  Great.    Tr.  J.  Dryden^ 

156*  Invoking  the  Spirit  CM. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove. 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers;' 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise: 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord!  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate; 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 
Come  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours.  /.  Watte . 

15*7.  Waiting  for  the  Spirit.  C.  M. 


S 


PIEIT  divine!  attend  our  prayer, 

And  make  our  hearts  thy  home; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power: 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come! 
Come  as  the  light:  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 

Where  all  the  righteous  go. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  name: 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  he 
To  our  liedeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  wind,  with  rushing  sound, 

With  pentecostal  grace; 
And  make  the  great  salvation  known 
Wide  as  the  human  race.  a.  Reed. 

158.  The  Outpouring  of  the  Spirit.       CM. 

LET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky! 
Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 
According  to  his  word. 

2  The  Spirit,  hy  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  to  our  heart  reveals; 
Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 
And  our  redemption  seals. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  from  above, 

With  thy  celestial  fire; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love, 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 

1  ho  mas  CatteftiL 

159.  Source  of  Light  mid  Joy.  CM. 

GKEAT  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power 
All  creatures  live  and  move, 
On  us  thy  benediction  shower; 
Inspire  our  souls  with  love. 

2  Hail,  Source  of  light!  arise  and  shine; 
All  gloom  and  doubt  dispel; 
Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we 'are  thine; 
In  us  forever  dwell. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 

And  full  redemption  bring; 
New  tongues  impart  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 

To  all  the  world  beside; 
With  joy  we  then  shall  feel  and  own 
Our  Saviour  glorified.  Thos.  Haweis. 

160.  Life>  Li9M>  and  Lo™'  C'  M* 

I  ENTHRONED  on  high,  almighty  Lord, 
ll  The  Holy  Ghost  send  down; 
Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 
Grant,  Saviour,  what  we  more  desire,— 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life,  and  light,  and  love, 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give; 
Quicken  our  souls,  our  guilt  remove, 
That  we  in  Christ  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 

The  glories  of  his  grace, 
And  bring  us  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

5  His  love  within  us  shed  abroad,— 

Life's  ever-springing  well: 
Till  God  in  us,  and  we  in  God, 
In  love  eternal  dwell.  Thomas  gaweis. 

161.        The  Earnest  of  Redemption,        CM. 

WHY"  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter!  descend  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
(7)  97 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints 

And  seal  them  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  my  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

i  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 
May  thy  blest  wings,  celestial  dove, 
Safely  convey  me  home.  I.  Watts. 

162.  The  enlightening  Spirit.  C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire; 
Let  us  thine  influence  prove; 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire, 
Fountain  of  life  and  love. 

2  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  moved  by  thee 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke, 
Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key; 
Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

3  Expand  thy  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night; 
*    On  our  disordered  spirits  move, 
And  let  there  now  be  light. 

4  God,  through  himself,  we  then  shall  know. 

If  thou  within  us  shine; 
And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 

The  depths  Of  love  divine.      Charles  Wesl-ey 

163.  Iicorship  thee,  0  Holy  Ghost.      C.  M. 

I  WORSHIP  thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 
I  love  to  worship  thee; 
My  risen  Lord  for  aye  were  lost 
But  for  thy  company. 

98 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  I  worship  thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

I  love  to  worship  thee; 

1  grieved  thee  long,  alas!  thou  know'st 
It  grieves  me  bitterly. 

3  I  worship  thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

I  love  to  worship  thee; 
Thy  patient  love,  at  what  a  cost, 
At  last  it  conquered  me! 

4  I  worship  thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

I  love  to  worship  thee; 
With  thee  each  day  is  pentecost, 

Each  night  nativity.  William  F.  Warren. 

164.   Prayer  for  the  Spirit's  Influence.    S.  M . 

/"10ME,  Holy  Spirit,  come; 
V )  Let  iby  bright  beams  arise ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'T  is  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free; 
Then  shall  we  know  and  praise  and  love 
The  Father,  Son,  and  thee.      Jos.  Hart 

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165.  The  Day  of  Pentecost.  S.  M 

LORD  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 
In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  Of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power. 

2  We  meet  with  one  accord 

In  our  appointed  place, 
And  wait  the  promise  Of  our  Lord,— 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

3  Like  mighty7  rushing  wind 

Upon  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every-  mind; 
One  soul,  one  feeling  breathe. 

4  The  young,  the  old,  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  above; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 

5  Spirit  of  light,  explore, 

And  chase  our  gloom  away, — 
With  lustre  shining  more  and  more, 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

6  Spirit  of  truth,  be  thou, 

In  life  and  death,  our  guide; 
O  Spirit  of  adoption,  now 
May  we  be  sanctified.  J.  Montgomery. 

166.  The  Comforter.  S.  M. 

BLEST  Comforter  divine, 
Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 
Amid  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine, 
And  point  our  souls  above. 

2  Turn  us  with  gentle  voice 
From  every  sinful  way, 
And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  joys  decav. 

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3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 

Make  every  cloud  of  care, 
And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  O  fill  thou  every  heart 

With  love  to  all  our  race; 
Great  Comforter,  to  us  impart 
These  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

Mrs.  Lydla  H.  Sigourney. 

167.      Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Guide.  T.  D. 

HOLY  Spirit,  faithful  guide, 
Ever  near  the  Christian's  side; 
Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand, 
Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land; 
Weary  souls  for  e'er  rejoice, 
While  they  hear  that  sweetest  voice 
Whisp'ring  softly,  wanderer  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

2  Ever  present,  truest  friend, 
Ever  near  thine  aid  to  lend, 
Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear, 
Groping  on  in  darkness  drear, 
When  the  storms  are  raging  sore, 
Hearts  grow  faint,  and  hopes  give  o'er, 
Whisp'ring  softly,  wanderer  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

3  When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease, 
Waiting  still  for  sweet  release, 
Nothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Wond'ring  if  our  names  were  there; 
Wading  deep  the  dismal  flood, 
Pleading  nought  but  Jesus'  blood; 
Whisp'ring  softly,  wanderer  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  homej  M  mUs 

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168*  Earnest  of  endless  Best.  7. 

GRACIOUS  Spirit,  love  divine, 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine! 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove; 
Fill  me  with  they  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me; 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God; 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

John  Stwker? 

169.  Eh  Grace  entreated.  7. 

HOLY  Spirit,  truth  divine! 
Dawn  upon  this  soul  of  mine; 
"Word  of  God,  and  inward  light! 
Wake  my  spirit,  clear  my  sight. 

2  Holy  Spirit,  love  divine! 
Glow  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Kindle  every  high  desire; 
Perish  self  in  thy  pure  fire! 

3  Holy  Spirit,  power  divine! 

Fill  and  nerve  this  will  of  mine; 
By  thee  may  I  strongly  live, 
Bravely  bear,  and  nobly  strive. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  right  divine! 

King  within  my  conscience  reign; 
Be  my  law,  and  1  shall  be 
Firmly  bound,  forever  free. 

Samuel  LimgMhrw, 
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HOLY  SPIRIT. 

170.         fbr  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit,        8,  7.  D. 

OLY  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness, 


H 


Pierce  the  clouds  of  sinful  night; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  sweetest  gladness, 

Breathe  thy  life  and  spread  thy  light; 
Rest  upon  this  congregation: 

Loving  Spirit,  God  of  peace, 
Hear,  O  hear  our  supplication, 

Great  Distributor  of  grace. 

2  From  that  height,  which  knows  no  measure, 

As  a  gracious  shower  descend : 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 
Grant  us  thy  illumination, 

O  thou  Glory,  shining  down, 
Rest  on  all  this  congregation, 

From  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

3  Come,  thou  best  of  all  donations 

God  can  give,  or  we  implore; 
Having  thy  sweet  consolations, 

We  need  wish  for  nothing  more; 
Rest  on  all  this  congregation, 

Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation, 

Come  upon  us  from  above. 

Paul  Gerhardt.  Tr.  J.  C  JacobL 

171.  Pleading  the  Promise.  H.  M. 

OTHOU  that  hearest  prayer, 
Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high: 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word; 
Grant  us  thy  HcJy  Spirit,  Lord! 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry; 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, ' 

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Their  children's  wants  supply; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace; 
O  let  thy  (Spirit  now 

Descend  and  rill  the  place; 
That  all  may  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 

And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

John  Burton. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 


V72,      The  Counsels  of  God  revealed.      L.  M. 

GOD,  in  the  Gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known; 
Where  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here  sinners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name; 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood, 
The  wisdom,  power  and  grace  of  God. 

3  The  prisoner  here  may  break  his  chains, 
The  weary  rest  from  all  his  pains. 

The  captive  feel  his  bondage  Cease, 
The  mourner  rind  the  way  of  peace. 

4  Here  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies. 

Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  wa\ 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  O  grant  us  grace,  almighty  Lord: 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word; 
Its  truth  with  meekness  to  receive, 

And  by  its  holy  precepts  live.       B.  BMktome. 

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173.  The  everlasting  Ward.  L.  M. 

THE  starry  firmament  on  high, 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky, 
Yet  shine  not  to  thy  praise,  O  Lord, 
So  brightly  as  thy  written  word. 

-2  The  hopes  that  holy  word  supplies, 
Its  truths  divine,  and  precepts  wise, 
In  each  a  heavenly  beam  I  see, 
And  every  beam  conducts  to  thee. 

3  Almighty  Lord,  the  sun  shall  fail, 
The  moon  forget  her  nightly  tale, 
And  deepest  silence  hush  on  high 
The  radiant  chorus  of  the  sky; 

4  But,  fixed  for  everlasting  years, 
Lnmoved  amid  the  wreck  of  spheres, 
Thy  word  shall  shine  in  cloudless  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  have  passed  away. 

Hubert  Grant. 

i74.  The  Saviour  seen  in  the  Scriptures.  L.  M. 


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OW  let  my  soul,  eternal  King, 
To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring; 


My  knee  with  humble  homage  bow 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below  and  worlds  above; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  1  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  There,  what  delightful  truths  I  read! 
There,  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed: 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart  and  checks  my  fear. 

I  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  gives  my  laboring  conscience  peace; 
He  lifts  my  grateful  thoughts  on  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

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5  For  love  like  this,  O  let  my  song, 
Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong; 
Let  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 
Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 

OttlwelL  Heginbotham. 

1*75*  The  brightening  Glory  of  the  Goqxl.  L  M. 

UPON  the  Gospel's  sacred  page 
The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 
But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 

From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar: 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  Gospel  light 
Becomes  effulgent  more  and  more. 

3  More  glorious  still,  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blest,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul. 
Its  radiance  shall  o'erflow  the  world, - 

4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy  ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  the  lingering  mists  away. 

J >Ii  7i.  Jlowririff. 

176.  Glories  of  his  Word.  C  M. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines! 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  tastv. 
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4  Here  springs  of  consolation  rise 
To  cheer  the  fainting  mind; 
And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

'6  Here  the  Eedeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  forever  near; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there! 

Anne  Steete. 

177.  The  Book  of  Books.  CM. 

HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  O'er  all  the  strait  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast; 

A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

4  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day.  j.  Fawcett. 

178#  Perfection  of  the  Law  and  Testimony.  C.  M. 

THY  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light! 
Thy  testimonies  sure; 
The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right, 
And  thy  commandments  pure. 

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2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise; 
Let  these  be  gladness  to  my  heart, 
The  day-spring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warned  betimes; 

Who  knows  the  guile  within  ? 
Lord,  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimes;! 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

4  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express,— 

The  thoughts  that  throng  my  mind,— 
O  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
With  thee  acceptance  find.     J.  Montgomery. 

179.   The  Light  and  Glory  of  the  Ward.  C.  M. 

THE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 
And  brings  the  truth  to  sight; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 
It  gives—but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

ihe  gracious  light  and  heat: 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Lord,  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine, 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day.    Wm.  Cowper. 

ISO.  Rich™  of  God's  Word.  C.  M. 

THE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
The  sacred  leaves  unfold, 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eves  behold. 

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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

2  Here  light  descending  from  above, 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet; 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

3  Our  num'rous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied: 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest, 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

■i  For  these  inestimable  gains, 
That  so  enrich  the  mind, 

0  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assured  that  we  shall  find.  Samuel  Stemiett. 

181.  The  saving  Ward.  C.  M. 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise; 

1  hate  the  sinner's  road; 

1  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God! 

•i  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 
How  pure  is  every  page! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth 
And  well  support  our  age.  /.  Watts. 

182.  Beauties  of  the  Ward.  C.  M. 

LORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
My  lasting  heritage; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

2  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  thy  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies.  2".  Watts. 

183*      "  0  Word  of  God  incarnate."         7,  6. 

OWORD  of  God  incarnate, 
O  wisdom  from  on  high, 
O  truth  unchanged,  unchanging, 

O  light  of  our  dark  sky; 
We  praise  thee  for  the  radiance 
That  from  the  hallowed  page, 
A  lantern  to  our  footsteps, 
Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2  The  Church  from  thee,  her  Master, 

Received  the  gift  divine; 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored; 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  thee,  the  living  Word. 

3  It  floateth  like  a  banner 

Before  God's  host  unfurled; 
It  shineth  like  a  beacon 

Above  the  darkling  world; 
It  is  the  chart  and  compass, 

lhat  o'er  life's  surging  sea, 
Mid  mists,  and  rocks,  and  quicksands, 

Still  guide,  O  Christ,  to  thee. 

4  O  make  thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnished  £old, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 
Thy  true  light,  as  of  old. 
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SALVATION — MAN  S  LOST  CONDITION. 

O  teach  thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  trace, 
Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended, 

They  see  thee  face  to  face. 

William  Walsham  Homo. 

184.  The  precious  Bible.  7. 

HOLY  Bible!  hook  divine! 
Precious  treasure!  thou  art  mine  * 
Mine,  to  tell  me  whence  I  came; 
Mine,  to  teach  me  what  I  am. 

1  Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove; 
Mine,  to  show  a  Saviour's  love; 
Mine  art  thou,  to  guide  my  feet, 
Mine,  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 

3  Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless; 
Mine,  to  show  by  living  faith 
Man  can  triumph  over  death. 

4  Mine,  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom; 
O  thou  precious  book  divine! 

Precious  treasure!  thou  art  mine!,/.  Burton,  l 


SALVATION. 

MAN'S  LOST  CONDITION. 


"185.  Original  Corruption  and  actual  Sin.  L  M. 

LORD,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 
2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  denied  in  every  part. 


SALVATION MAN  S  LOST  CONDITION. 

3  Behold,  we  fall  before  thy  face; 
Our  only  refuge  is  thy  grace: 

No  outward  forms  can  make  us  clean; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

4  Nor  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

5  Jesus,  thy  blood,  thy  blood  alone, 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone; 

Thy  blood  can  make  us  white  as  snow; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  us  so. 

6  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  our  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease; 
Lord,  let  us  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  these  broken  hearts  rejoice. 

Isaac  Watts. 

186*  Balm  in  Gileacl,  ami  a  good  Physician.  LM. 

EEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made; 
Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure? 
In  vain,  alas!  is  nature's  aid; 
The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 

2  But  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found, 
And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 

To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

3  There  is  a  great  physician  near: 
Look  up,  O  fainting  soul,  and  live: 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give. 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
Life,  health,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow; 
And  in  that  sacrificial  flood 

A  balm  for  all  thy  grief  and  woe. 

Anne  Sleek* 


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SALVATION — MAN  S  LOST  CONDITION. 

1#7.  Christ's  pitying  Love.  C.  M. 

P LUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay; 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 
He  saw,  and,  0  amazing  love! 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  sped; 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break! 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues, 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak.  /.  Watt*. 

188.  Dwine  Power  must  doit.  CM. 

HOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
Unconscious  of  its  load! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  except  the  power  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'T  is  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise, 
And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 

4  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine: 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine.  Anne  steels 

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SALVATION — MAN  S  LOST  CONDITION. 

189.  Deliverance  from  Sin.  C.  M. 

HOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is! 
Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls, 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

3  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace, 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word: 
Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord! 

0  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  guilty  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  Weak,  helpless,  guilty,  as  I  am, 

Into  thine  arms  I  fall; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all.  /.  Watts, 

190*  In  Trespasses  and  Sins.  S.  K« 

MY  former  hopes  are  fled; 
My  terror  now  begins: 
I  feel,  alas!  that  I  am  dead 
In  trespasses  and  sins. 

2  When  I  review  my  ways, 

1  dread  impending  doom: 

But  hark!  a  friendly  whisper  says, 
"Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 

3  With  trembling  hope  I  see 

A  glimmering  from  afar; 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me, 
'lo  save  me  from  despair. 

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4  Forerunner  of  the  sun, 

It  marks  the  pilgrim's  way; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  while  1  run, 
And  watch  the  rising  day.         Wm.  Cowper. 

191.  "Jem*  only."  S.  M. 

"VTOT  what  these  hands  have  done 
J_N    Can  save  this  guilty  soul: 
Not  what  this  toiling  flesh  has  home 
Can  make  my  spirit  whole. 

2  Not  what  I  feel  or  do 

Can  give  me  peace  with  God; 
Not  all  my  prayers,  and  sighs,  and  tears, 
Can  bear  my  awful  load. 

3  Thy  work  alone,  O  Christ, 

Can  ease  this  weight  of  sin; 
Thy  blood  alone,  O  Lamb  of  God, 
Can  give  me  peace  within. 

4  Thy  love  to  me,  O  God, 

Not  mine,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
Can  rid  me  of  this  dark  unrest, 
And  set  my  spirit  free.  m  Sonar. 


PHOVISIONS  OP  THE  GOSPEL. 


192*  Tfie  cleansing  Fountain.  C.  M 

THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Washed  all  my  sins  away. 

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SALVATION — PROVISIONS  OF  THt:  GOSPEL. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb!  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  In  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave.  Win.  Cotcper. 

193.  The  great  Salvation.  CM. 

SALVATION!  O  the  joyful  sound  1 
What  pleasure  to  our  ears! 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay; 
Bat  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  the  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

4  Salvation!  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb! 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs: 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues.  Watts  &  m.ber. 

194.  The  Goxpel-Feast.  C.  M. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice; 
The  trumpet  of  the  Gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 


SALVATION — PROVISIONS  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 

2  Ho!  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  till  an  empty  mind; 

3  Eternal  wisdom  hath  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho!  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  Gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day: 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away.       Isaac  Watts. 

195.       All-Sufficiency  of  the  Gospel       C.  M. 

THE  Gospel!  O  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound; 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  delight  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  Th'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stoops  to  our  vile  abode; 
While  angels  view  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hail  th'  incarnate  God. 

4  How  rich  the  depths  of  love  divine! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store! 
Redeemer,  let  me  call  thee  mine, — 
Thy  fullness  I  implore. 

5  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies; 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all!  Anne  Steele. 

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196.    The  bleeding  Savtinvr's  Blessings.    C.  M. 
MAZING  sight,  the  Saviour  stands 


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And  knocks  at  every  door! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  in  his  hands 
To  satisfy  the  poor. 

2  "  Behold,"  he  saith,  "  I  bleed  and  die 

To  bring  you  to  my  rest:— 
Hear,  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 
And  be  forever  blest. 

3  "  Will  you  despise  my  bleeding  love, 

And  choose  the  way  to  hell? 
Or  in  the  glorious  realms  above, 
With  me  forever  dwell  ? 

4  "  Not  to  condemn  your  wretched  race 

Have  I  in  judgment  come; 
But  to  display  unbounded  grace, 
And  bring  lost  sinners  home. 

5  "  Say— will  you  hear  my  gracious  \oice, 

And  have  your  sins  forgiven  ? 
Or  will  you  make  that  wretched  choice, 
And  bar  yourselves  from  heaven  ?"     " 

Henry  Alline 

197.       "  Not  to  condemn  but  save."        C.  M, 

10ME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 
J  With  new,  melodious  songs; 
Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  yourtongues. 

So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 

To  give  them  life  again. 

Thus  all  was  merciful  and  mild, 
And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 

When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 
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4  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 
Accept  thine  offered  grace; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise.  t.  Watt* 

198.  Sis  boundless  Grace.  C.  M_ 

WHAT  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love  ? 
My  loving  God  to  praise? 
The  length  and  breadth,  and  height  to  prdve^ 
And  depth  of  sovereign  grace  ? 

2  Thy  sovereign  grace  to  all  extends, 

Immense  and  unconfined, 
From  age  to  age  it  never  ends; 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

3  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known. 

Wide  as  infinity: 
So  wide  it  never  passed  by  one, 
Or  it  had  passed  by  me. 

4  My  trespass  was  grown  up  to  heaven; 

But,  far  above  the  skies, 
Through  Christ  abundantly  forgiven, 
I  see  thy  mercies  rise. 

5  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love, 

What  angel  tongue  can  tell? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable!  Ch'arle*  WenUy. 

199.  Life  at  the  Grot*.  P.M. 

WOULDST  thou  eternal  life  obtain  ? 
Now  to  the  cross  repair; 
There  stand,  and  gaze,  and  weep,  and  pray, 
Where  Jesus  breathes  his  life  away; 
Eternal  life  is  there. 

2  Go;— 't  is  the  Son  of  God  expires! 
Approach  the  shameful  tree; 
See,  quivering  there,  the  mortal  dart, 

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in  the  Redeemer's  loving  heart, 
O  sinful  soul !  for  thee. 

3  Go;— there,  from  every  streaming  wound, 

Flows  rich  atoning  blood; 
That  blood  can  cleanse  the  deepest  stain, 
Bid  frowning  justice  smile  again, 

And  seal  thy  peace  with  God. 

4  Go;— at  that  cross  thy  heart,  subdued, 

With  thankful  love  shall  glow; 
By  wondrous  grace  thy  soul  set  free, 
Eternal  life,  from  Christ,  to  thee, 

A  vital  stream  shall  flow.         Ray  Palmer. 

200*  Redeeming  Love.  L.  M. 

OF  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  't  is  given! 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven; 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm,  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins,  he  blushed  in  blood; 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God; 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'T  is  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears,  and  make  my  moan! 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly; 

I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry:  ♦ 

Ah!  who  against  thy  charm's  is  proof  ? 
Ah!  who  that  loves  can  love  enough? 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux.  Tr.  A.  W.  Boehm. 
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SALVATION — PROVISIONS  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 

201.  ?**  Divine  Teacher.  L.  M. 

OW  sweetly  flowed  the  Gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
While  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  tilled  the  place! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest." 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust! 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay! 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

John  Bowring. 

202.  Glorying  in  the  Cross  of  Christ.    L.  M. 

WE  sing  the  praise  of  him  who  died, 
Of  him  who  died  upon  the  cross; 
The  sinner's  hope  let  men  deride, 
For  this  we  count  the  world  but  loss. 

2  Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see, 

In  shining  letters,  "God  is  love; " 
He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree, 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

3  The  cross!  it  takes  our  guilt  away; 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up; 
It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup. 

4  It  makes  the  coward  spirit  brave, 

And  nerves  the  feeble  arm  for  fight; 
It  takes  its  terror  from  the  grave, 
And  gilds  the  bed  of  death  with  light: 

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5  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe, 
The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love, 
The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 
The  angels'  theme  in  heaven  above. 

Thomas  Kelly. 

203,  To  save  Sinners.  L.  M. 
VTOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 

.IN    Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear. 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  naming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word; 
Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live: 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

I.  Watt*. 

204.  The  Gospel,  the  Power  of  God.      L.  M. 
"HAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 


W 


That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 
Can  souls,  all  o'er  defiled  with  sin, 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean': 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  Gospel  nigh; 

'T  is  there  such  power  and  glory  dwell, 
As  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up; 
We  read  the  grace,  we'trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord.    Isaac  w<itu. 

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|Q5#  All  invited.  &■  M. 

10 W  vast,  how  full,  how  free, 
The  mercy  of  our  God! 
Proclaim  the  blessed  news  around, 
And  spread  it  all  abroad. 

How  vast!  "whoever  will " 

May  drink  at  mercy's  stream, 
And  know  that  faith  in  Jesus  brings 

Salvation  now  to  him. 

;  How  full!  it  doth  remove 
The  stain  of  every  sin; 
And  makes  the  soul  as  white  and  pure, 
As  though  no  sin  had  been. 

t  How  free!  it  asks  no  price; 
For  God  delights  to  give; 
It  only  says,  "Be  not  afraid," 
"Believe  in  Christ,  and  live. 

5  Poor  trembling  sinner,  come! 
God  waits  to  comfort  thee; 
Come,  cast  thyself  upon  his  love, 

So  vast,  SO  full,  SO  free.  Unknown. 

206.  The  Lamb  of  God.  f>.  M. 

CT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
i    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 

Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb,      ^ 
Takes  all  our  sins  away; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

6  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love.  /.  Watt& 

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207.  The  wondrous  Gift.  8.  M 

GRACE!  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
Harmonious  to  the  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 

P.  Doddridge 

208. "  Wounded  for  our  Transgressions."  H.  M 

THY  works,  not  mine,  O  Christ, 
Speak  gladness  to  this  heart; 
They  tell  me  all  is  done; 

They  bid  my  fear  depart: 
To  whom  save  thee,  who  canst  alone 
For  sin  atone,  Lord,  shall  I  flee? 

2  Thy  tears,  not  mine,  O  Christ, 

Have  wept  my  guilt  away. 
And  turned  this  night  of  mine 

Into  a  blessed  day: 
To  whom  save  thee,  who  canst  alone 

For  sin  atone,  Lord,  shall  I  flee? 

3  Thy  wounds,  not  mine,  O  Christ, 

Can  heal  my  bruised  soul; 
Thy  stripes,  not  mine,  contain 

The  balm  that  makes  me  whole: 
To  whom  save  thee,  who  canst  alone 

For  sin  atone,  Lord,  shall  I  flee? 


SALVATION — PROVISIONS  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 

:  Thy  cross,  not  mine,  O  Christ, 

Has  borne  the  awful  load 
Of  sins  that  none  in  heaven 

Or  earth  could  bear  but  God: 
To  whom  save  thee,  who  canst  alone 

For  sin  atone,  Lord,  shall  I  flee? 

5  Thy  death,  not  mine,  O  Christ, 

Has  paid  the  ransom  due; 
Ten  thousand  deaths  like  mine 

Would  have  been  all  too  few: 
To  whom  save  thee,  who  canst  alone 

For  sin  atone,  Lord,  shall  I  flee? 

Horaiius  Bonar. 

509.  The  Year  of  Jubilee.  II.  M. 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
The  gladly-solemn  sound! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come! 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High-priest, 

Hath  full  atonement  made: 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come! 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Ihe  all-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 
•    Throughout  the  world  proclaim: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come! 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  'ive: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come! 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

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5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught, 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come! 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home! 

6  The  Gospel  trumpet  hear. 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace; 
And,  saved  from  earth,  appear 

Before  your  Saviour's  face: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come! 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

Charles  Wesley 

210.  Endless  Day.  8,  < 

HARK!  how  the  Gospel  trumpet  sounds! 
Through  all  the  world  the  echo  bounds 
And  Jesus,  by  redeeming  blood, 
Is  bringing  sinners  back  to  God: 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
To  endless  day. 

2  Hail!  Jesus,  all-victorious  Lord! 
Be  thou  by  all  thy  works  adored, 
Who  undertook  for  sinful  man, 

And  brought  salvation  through  thy  name 
That  we  with  thee  may  ever  reign 
In  endless  day. 

3  Fight  on,  ye  conquering  souls,  fight  on! 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won, 
Then  palms  of  vict'ry  you  shall  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share; 
And  crowns  of  glory  ever  wear 

In  endless  day. 

4  There  we  shall  in  full  chorus  join, 
With  saints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 
And  this  shall*  be  our  theme  above 

In  endless  day.  Medley  d-  Dobeti. 


SALVATION — PROVISIONS  OF  THE  COSI'KL. 

311*  fiejoici?ig  in  Hope.  H.  M. 

"E  ransomed  sinners,  hear, 


Y 


Ye  prisoners  of  the  Lord; 
And  wait  till  Christ  appear, 

According  to  his  word: 
Hejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

2  In  God  we  put  our  trust; 

If  we  our  sins  confess, 
Faithful  is  he  and  just, 

From  all  unrighteousness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me: 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  Who  Jesus'  sufferings  share, 

My  fellow-prisoners  now, 
Ye  soon  the  crown  shall  wear 

On  your  triumphant  brow: 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  The  word  of  God  is  sure, 

And  never  can  remove; 
We  shall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love: 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

5  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise: 
Let  us  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace: 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

Charles  Wesley. 

212*  Proclaiming  the  universal  Saviour.  H.  M. 

LET  earth  and  heaven  agree, 
Angels  and  men  be  join'd 
To  celebrate  with  me 


SALVATION — PROVISIONS  OF  THE  GOSPEL 

The  Savioui  of  mankind: 
To  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name. 

2  Jesus!  transporting  sound! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heaven; 
No  other  help  is  found, 

No  other  name  is  given, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have; 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 

3  O  unexampled  love! 

O  all-redeeming  grace! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 

To  save  a  fallen  race! 
What  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known, 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done? 

4  O  for  a  trumpet  voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call,— 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 
In  him  who  died  for  all: 
For  all,  my  Lord  was  crucified; 
For  all,  for  all,  my  Saviour  died. 

C.  Wesley. 
213.  The  Ninety  and  Nine.  P.  M. 

THERE  were  ninety  and  nine  that  safely  lay 
In  the  shelter  of  the  fold, 
But  one  was  out  on  the  hills  away, 
Far  off  from  the  gates  of  gold— 
ii:  Away  on  the  mountains  wild  and  bare, 
Away  from  the  tender  Shepherd's  care.  :l| 

2  "Lord  thou  hast  here  thy  ninety  and  nine: 
Are  they  not  enough  for  thee?" 

But  the  Shepherd  made  answer:  "  'T  is  of  mine 

Has  wandered  away  from  me: 
And  although  the  road  be  rough  and  steep 
1  go  to  the  desert  to  find  my  sheep." 

3  But  none  of  the  ransomed  ever  knew 
How  deep  were  the  waters  crossed; 

Nor  how  dark  was  the  night  that  the  Lord 
passed  through 

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Ere  he  found  his  sheep  that  was  lost. 
Out  in  the  desert  he  heard  its  cry- 
Sick  and  helpless,  and  ready  to  die. 

•i  "  Lord,  whence  are  those  blood-drops  all  the 
way 
That  mark  out  the  mountain's  track?  '' 
"  They  were  shed  for  one  who  had  gone  astray 

Ere  the  Shepherd  could  bring  him  back." 
"Lord,  whence  are  thy  hands  so  rent  and 

torn?" 
"  They  are  pierced  to-night  by  many  a  thorn." 

5  But  all  through  the  mountains,  thunder- 
riven, 

And  up  from  the  rocky  steep, 
There  rose  a  cry  to  the  gate  of  heaven, 

"  Rejoice!  I  have  found  my  sheep!  " 
And  the  angels  echoed  around  the  throne, 
"  Rejoice,  for  the  Lord  brings  back  his  own! " 

Eiiz.  C.  Clephane* 


WARNINGS  AND  INVITATIONS. 


214.  Haste,  Traveler,  haste!  L.  M. 

HASTE,  traveler,  haste!  the  night  comes  on, 
And  many  a  shining  hour  is  gone; 
The  storm  is  gathering  in  the  west, 
And  thou  art  far  from  home  and  rest. 

2  O  far  from  home  thy  footsteps  stray, 
Christ  is  the  life,  and  Christ  the  way, 
And  Christ  the  light;  thy  setting  sun 
Sinks  ere  thy  morning  is  begun. 

3  The  rising  tempest  sweeps  the  sky; 
The  rains  descend,  the  winds  are  high; 
The  waters  swell,  and  death  and  fear 
Beset  thy  path,  nor  refuge  near. 

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SALVATION WARNINGS  AND   INVITATIONS. 

4  Then  linger  not  in  all  the  plain, 
Flee  for  thy  life,  the  mountain  gain; 
Look  not  behind,  make  no  delay, 
O  speed  thee,  speed  thee  on  thy  way. 

William  B.  Collyer 

215.  One  Thing  needful.  L.  M, 

WHY  will  ye  waste  on  trilling  cares 
V  V   That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares  V 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain? 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects' which  you  now  pursue; 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God!  thy  grace  impart; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart: 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 

P.  Itoddridge. 

216*  Haste,  haste  away !  L.  M 

WHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given; 
But  soon,  ah!  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave; 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

3  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer; 
No  Saviour  call  vou  to  the  skies. 

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4  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom, 

In  those  forgetful  realms  appear; 
Deep  sorrows  fill  the  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 

5  Now  God  invites;  how  blest  the  day! 

How  sweet  the  Gospel's  charming  sound! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found! 

T.  JJwight. 

21*7.  God  calling  yet.  L.  M. 

GOD  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumber  lie? 

2  God  calling  yet!  shall  1  not  rise? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise, 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay? 
He  calls  me  still;  can  I  delay? 

3  God  calling  yet!  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock  ? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive, 
And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet!  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live? 
I  wait,  but  he  does  not  forsake; 
He  calls  me  still;  my  heart,  awake! 

5  God  calling  yet!  I  cannot  stay; 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay: 

Yain  world,  farewell,  from  thee  I  part; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 

Gerhard  Tcrsteegen.     Tr.  Miss  J.  Dorthwick. 

218.  Inward  Whispers.  L.  M. 


S 


AY,  sinner!  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul; 

Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

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2  Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice,— 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light; 

Regard,  in  time,  the  warning  kind; 
That  call  thou  mayst  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

4  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  hardened,  self-destroying  man; 
Ye  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  agr  in. 

5  Sinner!  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be; 
O  shouldst  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  mav  never  beam  on  thee. 

Mrs.  A.  B.  Hyde. 

219.  The  Saviour  at  the  Boar.         L.  M. 

EHOLD  a  Stranger  at  the  door! 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before, 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 


B 


2  O  lovely  attitude!— he  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands, 
O  matchless  kindness!— and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will— the  very  friend  you  need; 
The  friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  he, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy'and  thine,— 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, — 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

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5  Admit  him  ere  his  anger  burn,— 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand.     J.  Grigg. 

220*  Come,  weary  Souls.  L.  M. 

COME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  me; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  Blest  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  hear  it  with  delight; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 
My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal; 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mold  and  guide  us  at  thy  will.  /.  Watts. 

221.  All  Things  ready.  L.  M. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  Gospel  word! 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  your  Lord, 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day, 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away! 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  his  late  returning  son; 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  from  above, 

To  fill  the  broken  heart  with  love, 
T  apply,  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
And  wash,  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

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4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

ft  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Are  ready  with  their  shining  host: 
All  heaven  is  ready  to  resound, 
"  The  dead's  alive!  the  lost  is  found!  *' 

C.  Wesley. 
2»22*  Just  as  thou  art.  L.  M. 

JUST  as  thou  art — without  one  trace 
Of  love,  or  joy,  or  inward  grace, 
Or  meetness  for  the  heavenly  place, 
O  guilty  sinner,  come,  O  come! 

2  Thy  sins  I  bore  on  Calvary's  tree; 
The  stripes,  thy  due,  were  laid  on  me, 
That  peace  and  pardon  might  be  free— 

O  wretched  sinner,  come,  O  come! 

3  Burdened  with  guilt,  wouldst  thou  be  blest? 
Trust  not  the  world,  it  gives  no  rest; 

I  bring  relief  to  hearts  oppressed — 
O  weary  sinner,  come,  O  come! 

4  Come,  leave  thy  burden  at  the  cross; 
Count  all  thy  gains  but  empty  dross; 
My  grace  repays  all  earthly  loss — 

O  needy  sinner,  come,  O  come! 

5  "Come  hither;  bring  thy  boding  fears, 
Thine  aching  heart,  thy  bursting  tears; 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears— 

O  trembling  sinner,  come,  O  come! 

6  "  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come! " 
Rejoicing  saints  re-echo,  "  Come! " 
Whofaints,  who  thirsts,  who  will,  may  come, 

The  Saviour  bids  thee  "come,  O  come!" 

R.  S.  look. 
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223.  The  Justifier  of  the  Ungodly.      L.  M. 

I  OVERS  of  pleasure  more  than  God, 
J  For  you  the  Saviour  suffered  pain; 
For  you  he  shed  his  precious  blood: 
And  shall  he  bleed  for  you  in  vain? 

2  Sinners,  his  life  for  you  he  paid; 

Your  basest  crimes  in  anguish  bore; 
Your  sins  were  all  on  Jesus  laid, 
That  you  might  go  and  sin  no  more. 

3  To  earth  the  great  Redeemer  came, 

That  you  might  come  at  last  to  heaven; 
Believe,  believe  in  Jesus'  name, 
And  all  your  sins  shall  be  forgiven. 

4  Believe  in  him  who  died  for  thee, 

And,  sure  as  he  hath  bled  and  died, 
Thy  debt  is  paid,  thy  soul  is  free, 
And  thou  art  freely  justified. 

Charles   Wedcij,  nit. 

224.  Oall  to  the  Thirsty.  L.  M. 

HO!  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh: 
'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy, 
Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  Gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call; 
"Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 
And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all." 

3  See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  laboring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 

4  "Why  seek  ye  that  which  is  not  bread, 

Nor  can  your  hungry  souls  sustain  ? 
On  ashes,  husks,  and.  air  ye  feed; 
Ye  spend  your  little  all  in  vain. 

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5  "Hearken  to  me  with  earnest  care, 

And  freely  eat  substantial  food; 

The  sweetness  of  my  mercy  share, 

And  taste  that  I  alone  am  good. 

6  "  I  bid  you  all  my  goodness  prove, 

My  promises  for  all  are  free; 
Come,  taste  the  manna  of  my  love, 
And  let  your  souls  delight  in  me. 

7  "Your  willing  ear  and  heart  incline, 

My  words  believingly  receive; 
Quickened  your  souls  by  faith  divine, 
An  everlasting  life  shall  have."   J.  Wesley. 

225.  Come,  weary  Souls,  with  Sin  distressed.  L  J. 

(10ME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
)  Come  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt— a  painful  load— 
O  come  and  bow  before  your  God ! 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 

Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace- 
How  rich  the  gift;  how  free  the  grace! 

4  Dear  Saviour!  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove; 
O  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 

And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest.         Anne  Steele 

226.  The  Joys  of  Penitence.  L.  M 

COME,  O  ye  sinners,  to  the  Lord, 
In  Christ  to  paradise  restored: 
His  proffered  benefits  embrace,— 
The  plenitude  of  Gospel  grace:— 

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2  Pardon  written  with  his  blood; 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence:— 

3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart: 

The  tears  that  tell  your  sins  forgiven; 
The  sighs  that  waft  your  souls  to  heaven: 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
Th'  unutterable  tenderness; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility; 

The  wonder,  why  such  love  to  me: — 

5  Th'  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  grace, 
The  sight  that  vails  the  seraph's  face; 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love.   c.  Wesley. 

22*7*         Oome  to  the  Gospel  Feast.  L.  M. 

COME,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast, 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest; 
Y  e  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  opprest, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest; 

Ye  poor,  and  maimed,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

3  My  message  as  from  God  receive; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live : 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain! 

4  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel; 

His  conqu'ring  love  consent  to  feel: 
Yield  to  his  love's  almighty  power, 
And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 

5  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay! 
This  is  the  acceptable  day; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 

And  live  for  him  who  died  for  all.  c.  Wesley. 

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228.        Sin  kills  beyond  tlie  Tomb.  CM. 

AIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear— 


V 


Repent— thy  end  is  nigh! 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far, 
O  think— before  thou  die! 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save, 

Thy  sins— how  high  they  mount! 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave — 
How  stands  that  dread  account? 

3  Death  enters— and  there's  no  defense; 

His  time  there's  none  can  tell: 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven  or  down  to  hell! 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  greatest  care, 

Shall  into  dust  consume; 
But  ah!  destruction  stops  not  there- 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day  the  Gospel  calls,  to-day, 

Sinner,  it  speaks  to  you; 
Let  every  one  forsake  his  way, 
And  mercy  will  ensue.  Joseph  Han. 

229.    Boast  not  thyself  of  To-morrow.    0.  M. 

WHY  should  we  boast  of  time  to  come, 
Though  but  a  single  day  ? 
This  hour  might  fix  our  final  doom, 
Though  strong,  and  young,  and  gay. 

2  The  present  we  should  now  redeem; 

This  only  is  our  own; 
The  past,  alas!  is  all  a  dream; 
The  future  is  unknown. 

3  O  think  what  vast  concerns  depend 

Upon  a  moment's  space. 
When  life  and  all  its  cares  shall  end 
In  vengeance  or  in  grace! 

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4  O  for  that  power  which  melts  the  heart, 
And  lifts  the  soul  on  high, 
Where  sin,  and  grief,  and  death  depart, 
And  pleasures  never  die.  M.  wuks. 

230.  T?w  prodigal  Son.  C.  M. 

RETURN,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 
Thy  Father  calls  for  thee: 
No  longer  now  an  exile  roam 
In  guilt  and  misery. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

Thy  Saviour  calls  for  thee: 
"  The  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  Come;  " 
O  now  for  refuge  tiee! 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home, 

"I  is  madness  to  delay: 
There  are  no  pardons  in  the  tomb; 
And  brief  is  mercy's  day!       Thos.  Hasting*. 

231.  No  Peace  to  the  Wicked.  C.  M. 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
'T  is  me.cy  speaks  to-day; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sacred  word 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live,  devoid  of  peace; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  death; 

Why  will  you  persevere? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  breathe, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  naked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reach  eternal  woe. 

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5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live, 

Through  his  abounding  grace: 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine.  J.  Faxoceti. 

232.  The  Wanderer  recalled.  C.  M. 

RETURN",  O  wanderer,  now  return, 
And  seek  thy  Father's  face; 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return: 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh: 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live: 
Come  to  his  cross,  and,  grateful,  learn 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return; 

And  wipe  the  fallen  tear: 
Thy  Father  calls — no  longer  mourn; 
'T  is  love  invites  thee  near. 

5  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return; 

Regain  thy  long-sought  rest: 
The  Saviour's  melting  mercies  yearn 
To  clasp  thee  to  his  breast,  w.  s.  coiiyer,  aa, 

233.  The  good  Resolve.  CM. 

CIOME,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
'  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make" this  last  resolve: 

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2  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts;  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess: 
I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  my  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  a  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  may  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  he'll  hear  my  prayer; 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
1  must  forever  die."  E.  Jones. 

234.  Sufficiency  and  Freeness  of  the  Gospel.  C.  M. 

OWHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  Gospel  found! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 

Are  freely  welcome  here: 
Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 
Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

3  Come  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 

Your  every  burden  bring; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

4  Whoever  will,  (0  gracious  word:) 

Shall  of  this  stream  partake; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake. 

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5  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
Have  here  found  life  and  peace: 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless.        s.  Medley. 

235.  The  Saviour's  Call  C.  M. 

THE  Saviour  calls— let  every  ear 
Attend  the  heavenly  sound; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise 

To  ease  our  every  pain: 
(Immortal  fountain!  full  supplies!) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts, 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink  and  never  die.  Anne  Steele. 

236.  The  accepted  Time.  S.  M. 

VTOW  is  th'  accepted  time, 
JLi    Now  is  the  day  of  grace; 
Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late, 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Gospel  bids  you  come; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  vet  is  room. 

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4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love, 
Then  will  the  angels  clap  their  wings, 
And  bear  the  news  above.  J.  Dobeii. 

237.  The  Horrors  of  the  second  Death.   S.  M. 

0  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found,— 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh; 
*T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

Ihere  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 
O  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death! 

5  Thou  God  of  truth  and  grace! 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun: 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
For  evermore  undone.  J.  Montgomery. 

238.  Return  and  come  to  God.  S.  M. 

RETURN  and  come  to  God; 
Cast  all  your  sins  away; 
Seek  ye  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood; 
Repent,  believe,  obey. 

2  Say  not  ye  cannot  come; 
For  Jesus  bled  and  died, 
That  none  who  ask  in  humble  faith 
Should  ever  be  denied. 

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3  Say  not  ye  will  not  come; 

'T  is  God  vouchsafes  to  call; 
And  fearful  will  their  end  be  found, 
On  whom  his  wrath  shall  fall. 

4  Come  then,  whoever  will, 

Come  while  't  is  called  to-day; 
Flee  to  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood; 
Repent,  believe,  obey.  "    g.  w.  Dmne. 

239*  All  Things  are  ready.  S.  M. 

"  i  LL  things  are  ready,"  come, 
A   Come  to  the  supper  spread; 
Come,  rich  and  poor,  come,  old  and  young, 
Come,  and  be  richly  fed. 

2  "All  things  are  ready,"  come, 

The  invitation's  given, 
Through  him  who  now  in  glory  sits 
At  God's  right  hand  in  heaven. 

3  "All  things  are  ready,"  come, 

The  door  is  open  wide; 
O  feast  upon  the  love  of  God, 
For  Christ,  his  Son,  has  died. 

4  "All  things  are  ready,"  come, 

To-morrow  may  not  be; 
O  sinner,  come,  the  Saviour  waits 
This  hour  to  welcome  thee.    Albert  Midland 

240*  Accepting  the  Invitation.         S.  M. 

COME,  weary  sinners,  come, 
Groaning  beneath  your  load; 
The  Saviour  calls  his  wanderers  home; 
Haste  to  your  pardoning  God. 

2  Come,  all  by  guilt  oppressed, 
Answer  the  Saviour's  call, 
' '  O  come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest, 
And  I  will  save  you  all." 

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3  Redeemer,  full  of  love, 

We  would  thy  word  obey, 
And  all  thy  faithful  mercies  prove: 
O  take  our  guilt  away. 

4  We  would  on  thee  rely, 

On  thee  would  cast  our  care; 
Now  to  thine  arms  of  mercy  fly, 

And  find  salvation  there.  Charles  Wesley,  alt- 


MY  Son,  know  thou  the  Lord, 
Thy  father's  God  obey; 
Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 


241»    Seek  him  while  he  may  be  found.     S.  M~ 

r  Son,  know  thou  the  ] 
Thy  father's  God  obej 
;k  his  protecting  care  1 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 

2  Call,  while  he  may  be  found; 

Seek  him  while  he  is  near; 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry; 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure 
His  grace  forever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven, 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven. 

Robert  C.  Brackeftbury.  (?> 

242«         I  hear  thy  welcome  Voice.  S.  M* 


I 


HEAR  thy  welcome  voice 
That  calls  me,  Lord,  to  thee 
For  cleansing  in  thy  precious  Mood 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 


Chor.:    I  am  coming, Lord! 

Coming  now  to  thee ! 
Wash  me,  cleanse  me,  in  the  blood 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

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"i  Tho'  coming  weak  and  vile, 
Thou  dost  my  strength  assure; 
Thou  dost  my  vileness  fully  cleanse, 
rlill  spotless  all  and  pure. 

3  'Tis  Jesus  calls  me  on 

To  perfect  faith  and  love, 
To  perfect  hope,  and  peace,  and  trust, 
For  earth  and  heaven  above. 

4  'Tis  Jesus  who  confirms 

The  blessed  work  within, 
By  adding  grace  to  welcomed  grace, 
Where  reigned  the  power  of  sin. 

5  And  he  the  witness  gives 

To  loyal  hearts  and  free, 
That  every  promise  is  fulfilled, 
If  faith  but  brings  the  plea. 

6  All  hail,  atoning  blood! 

All  hail,  redeeming  grace! 
All  hail,  the  gift  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
Our  strength  and  righteousness! 

L.  Hartsouffk. 

243.  Haste,  0  Sinner !  f. 

HASTE,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise! 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Wisdom  warns  thee,  from  the  skies, 
All  the  paths  of  death  to  shun. 

1  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Thy  probation  may  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  work  is  done. 

3  Haste,  O  sinner,  now  return! 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

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4  Haste,  while  yet  thou  canst  be  blest; 
{Stay  not  ior  the  morrow's  sun, 
Death  may  thy  poor  soul  arrest 
Ere  the  moiiow  is  begun.  T.  Scott,  all. 

244,  The  Voice  of  Jesus.  %. 

COME!  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home: 
Weary  wanderer,  hither  come. 

2  Thou,  who  homeless  and  forlorn, 

Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  wanderer,  hither  haste. 

3  Ye,  who  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease  but  seek  in  vain, 
Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn. 

4  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flo  svs  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Kest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

Mrs.  A.  L.  Barbauld. 

245.  Gome  unto  Me.  T. 

COME,  ye  weary  souls  opprest, 
Find  in  Christ  the  promised  rest: 
On  him  all  your  burdens  roll, 
He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

2  Ye  that  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood; 
To  the  Son  of  David  cry, 

In  his  word  he's  passing  by. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find: 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 
Now  accept  the  proffered  bliss. 

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4  Debtors,  who  have  naught  to  pay, 
Come  to  Jesus,  haste  away; 

All  your  sins  on  him  were  laid, 
All  your  debts  the  Surety  paid. 

5  "It  is  finished,"  lo!  he  cries, 
There  on  yonder  cross  he  dies; 
O  believe  the  record  true, 

Jesus  died  for  such  as  you.  Anon. 

246*      The  Poor  and  Needy  invited,     s,  7,  4. 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power: 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God  s  free  bounty  glorify: 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all; 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Your  Kedeemer  prostrate  lies/ 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished! " 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

8  Lo!  th'  incarnate  God  ascending, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely; 


SALVATION — WARNINGS  AND  INVITATIONS. 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude: 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

6  Saints  and  angels  joined  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 

Hallelujah! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

Joseph  Harf. 

24*7.  Hear  and  live.  8,  7,  4. 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence,  O  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love: 

Listen  to  it; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim: 
"  Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name:  " 

How  important! 
"Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 
And,  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears: 

Tender  heralds! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  O  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way  ; 
Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay, 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

Jonathan  Allen. 
149 


SALVATION — WARNINGS  AND   INVITATIONS. 

248.  Why  mil  ye  die?  7.  D. 

SINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands: 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands; 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  you  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why? 
Christ,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve; 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 

•  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again? 
Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why? 
He  who  all  your  lives'  hath  strove, 
Urged  you  to  embrace  his  love: 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 

Why,  you  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die? 

C.  Wesley. 

249.  Come  and  Welcome.  7,  6  I. 

FROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die. 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear 
Bursting  >n  the  ravished  ear! 
"L  >vc's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come! 

2  "  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan? 
On  his  pierced  body  laid, 

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SALVATION — WARNINGS  AND   INVITATIONS. 

Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid; 
Bow  the  knee,  embrace  the  Son, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come! 

i  "Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  hoard 
See  with  richest  bounty  stored; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Thou  shalt  be  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come!" 

Thomas  Haweis. 


250.  Turn  ye.  11. 

OTURN  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so 
nigh  ? 
Now    Jesus    invites   you,    the   Spirit   says, 

"Come," 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  re- 

ceive, 
O  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe? 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come  ? 
'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome;  he  bids  you  come 

home. 

3  In  riches,  in  pleasures,  what  can  you  obtain, 
To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  pain? 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summoned  to  die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high? 

4  Why  will  you  be  starving,  and  feeding  on 

air? 
There's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  snare; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

Josiah  Hopkins. 
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SALVATION — WARNINGS  AND  INVITATIONS. 

251*  The  opened  Fountain.  8,  7. 

COME  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain, 
Sinners  ruined  by  the  fall; 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 

Flows  to  you,  to  me,  to  all, 
In  a  fall,  perpetual  tide, 
Opened  when  our  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent  and  blind; 
Here  the  guilty,  free  remission, 

Here  the  troubled,  peace  may  find; 
Health  this  fountain  will  restore, 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more. 

3  He  that  drinks  shall  live  forever; 

'T  is  a  soul-renewing  flood; 
God  is  faithful,— God  will  never 

Break  his  covenant  in  blood, 
Signed  when  our  Redeemer  died, 
Sealed  when  he  was  glorified. 

J.  Montgomery. 

252.  To-day.  6.  4. 

10-DAY  the  Saviour  calls: 

Ye  wand'rers  come: 
O  ye  benighted  souls, 

Why  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls: 
O  listen  now: 

Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls: 
For  refuge  fly; 

The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day: 
Yield  to  his  power ; 

O  grieve  him  not  away 
'T  is  mercy's  hour. 

152      S.  F.  Smith  •(■  T.  touting*. 


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SALVATION — WARNINGS  AND  INVITATIONS. 

253.  Only  trust  Rim.  8, 6. 

CIOME,  every  soul  by  sin  oppressed, 
'  There's  mercy  with  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  surely  give  you  rest, 
By  trusting  in  his  word. 

Chorus.— Only  trust  him,  only  trust  him, 
Only  trust  him  now; 
He  will  save  you,  he  will  save  you, 
He  will  save  you  now. 

2  For  Jesus  shed  his  precious  blood 

Rich  blessings  to  bestow; 
Plunge  now  into  the  crimson  flood 
That  washes  white  as  snow. 

3  Yes,  Jesus  is  the  truth,  the  way, 

That  leads  you  into  rest; 
Believe  in  him  without  delay, 
And  you  are  fully  blest. 

4  Come, then,  and  join  this  holy  band, 

And  on  to  glory  go, 
To  dwell  in  that  celestial  land, 
Where  joys  immortal  flow. 

J.  IT.  Stockton. 

254.  What  shall  the  Harvest  be?        P.  M. 

SOWING  the  seed  by  the  daylight  fair, 
Sowing  the  seed  by  the  noonday  glare, 
Sowing  the  seed  by  the  fading  light, 
Sowing  the  seed  in  the  solemn  night; 
O  what  shall  the  harvest  be  ? 
O  what  shall  the  harvest  be  ? 

Chorus. 
II :  Sown  in  the  darkness  or  sown  in  the  light,  :  II 
II :  Sown  in  our  weakness  or.  sown  in  our 

might,  :|| 
Gathered  in  time  or  eternity, 
Sure,  ah,  sure  will  the  harvest  be. 

153 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH. 

2  Sowing  the  seed  by  the  wayside  high, 
Sowing  the  seed  on  the  rocks  to  die, 
Sowing  the  seed  where  the  thorns  will  spoil, 
Sowing  the  seed  in  the  fertile  soil; 

O  what  shall  the  harvest  be? 
O  what  shall  the  harvest  be  ? 

3  Sowing  the  seed  of  a  lingering  pain. 
Sowing  the  seed  of  a  maddened  brain, 
Sowing  the  seed  of  a  tarnished  name, 
Sowing  the  seed  of  eternal  shame; 

O  what  shall  the  harvest  be? 
O  what  shall  the  harvest  be? 

4  Sowing'the  seed  with  an  aching  heart, 
Sowing  the  seed  while  the  tear-drops  start, 
Sowing  in  hope  till  the  reapers  come, 
Gladly  to  gather  the  harvest  home  ; 

O  what  shall  the  harvest  be? 
O  what  shall  the  harvest  be  ? 

Mrs.  Emily  S.  Oakty. 


REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH. 


255*  Jmtaslwm.  L.  M- 

TTJST  as  I  am— without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

2  Just  as  I  am;  and  waiting  uot 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot — 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  fears  within,  and  foes  without— 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

154 


SALVATION  — REPENTANCE   AND    FAITH. 

4  Just  as  I  am— poor,  wretched,  blind; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

5  Just  as  I  am,  thou  wilt  receive. 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe— 

0  Lamb  of  God,  1  come,  I  come. 

Charlotte  Elliot. 

256*  Condemned  ln.it  pleading  the  Promise.  L.  fi. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive! 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  huge  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sin  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe 

1  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  a  tumbling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair.   /.  Watts. 

257.  Seek  ye  my  Face.  L.  M. 

LORD,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall, 
Opprest  with  fears,  to  thee  I  call, 
Reveal  thy  pardoning  love  to  me, 
And  set  my  captive  spirit,  free. 

15? 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

2  Hast  thou  not  said,  " Seek  ye  my  face?  " 
The  invitation  I  embrace; 

I'll  seek  thy  face,  thy  Spirit  give! 
O  let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 

3  I'll  seek  thy  face  with  cries  and  tears, 
With  secret  sighs  and  fervent  prayers; 
And  if  not  heard  I'll  waiting  sit, 
And  perish  at  my  Saviour's  feet. 

4  But  canst  thou,  Lord,  behold  my  pain, 
And  bid  me  seek  thy  face  in  vain ! 
Thou  wilt  not,  canst  not  me  deceive, 
The  soul  that  seeks  thy  face  shall  live. 

J.  Cennick  «£  J.  Dobell. 

258*  The  healing  and  deaimng  Fountain.  I.  M. 

BY  faith  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Opened  for  all  mankind  and  me, 
To  purge  my  sins  of  deepest  dye,— 
My  life  and  heart  impurity. 

2  From  Christ,  the  smitten  Bock,  it  flows, 
The  purple  and  the  crystal  stream; 
Pardon  and  holiness  bestows, 
And  both  I  gain  through  faith  in  him. 

C.  Wesley. 

259 .       The  Prayer  of  the  Prodigal       L. M. 

YI/TTH  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
W     A  trembling  sinner,  Lord!  I  cry; 

Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free; 

O  God!  be  merciful  to  me! 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 
With  deep  and  conscious  guilt  opprest, 
Christ  and  his  cross  my  only  plea; 

O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes, 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies; 
But  thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see; 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

156 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE  AND    FAITH. 

4  Nor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee; 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

5  And  when,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
With  all  the  ransomed  throng  I  dwell, 
My  raptured  song  shall  ever  be, 

God  has  been  merciful  to  me. 

Cornelius  Elven. 

260.         The  Prayer  of  Penitence.         L.  M. 

HERE  at  thy  cross,  my  Saviour  God, 
1  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love; 
O  wash  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  blood, 
And  fit  me  for  a  throne  above! 

2  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie; 
Resolv'd,  for  that's  my  last  defence, 
If  1  must  perish,  here  to  die. 

3  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  ? 
Thy  vengcrvnce  will  not  strike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

4  I'm  safe,  and  naught  my  soul  shall  harm; 

Thy  blood  shall  cleanse  my  guilt  away; 
Thy  voice  each  rising  fear  shall  calm, 
And  guide  me  up  to  realms  of  dav! 

""  I.   Walls. 

281.  -4  broken  Heart.  L.  M. 

A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring: 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

157 


8ALVATI0N— REPENTANCE   AND    FAITH. 

-5  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

•4  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue! 
Salvation'shall  be  all  my  song; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

/.   Waits. 

262.  We  lift  our  Eyes  to  Thee.  C.  M. 

FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
No  other  help  I  know; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath. ! 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death ! 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power: 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes: 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die: 

O  speak,  and  I  shall  live: 
And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give.  c.  Wesley. 

263.  Contrition's  Cry.  C.  M. 

OTHOU  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  sigh, 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye! 

158 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE   AND    FAITH. 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
Hast  thou  not  said  "Return?" 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 

0  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine, 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine.  Anne  Steele. 

2<S4.  The  Mercy-Seat.  C.  M. 

APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed; 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  tor  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 

1  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
Aiid  tell  him  "thou  hast  died." 

5  O  wondrous  love!  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame  ; 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  piead  thy  gracious  name. 

6  "Poor  tempest-tossed  soul,  be  still, 

My  promised  grace  receive;" 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks.  I  must,  I  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe.  John  Newt**. 

159 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH. 

265.  The  Sinner's  Friend.  C.  M 

JESUS!  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend: 
As  such  I  look  to  thee; 
Now,  in  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord!  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace,— 

Remember  Calvary; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Lord!  I  am  guilty— I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord!  remember  me. 

4  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee; 

While  thou'art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord!  remember  me. 

5  And,  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

When  earthly  helps  all  flee, 
Then,  O  my  dear  Redeemer, God! 
I  pray,  remember  me.        Richard  Buniham. 

266.  Sufficient  Grace.  C.  M. 

OGOD  of  mercy!  hear  my  call, 
My  load  of  guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace; 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE  AND    FAITH. 

4  A  soul  oppressed  with  sins  desert 
My  God  will  ne'er  despise; 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice.  /.  Watts. 

267.  Reposing  on  Christ.  C.  M» 

WE  sinners,  Lord,  with  earnest  heart, 
With  sighs  and  prayers  and  tears, 
To  thee  our  inmost  cares  impart, 
Our  burdens  and  our  fears. 

2  Thy  sovereign  grace  can  give  relief  > 

Thou  Source  of  peace  and  light! 
Dispel  the  gloomy  cloud  of  grief, 
And  make  our  darkness  bright. 

3  Around  thy  Father's  throne  on  high, 

All  heaven  thy  glory  sings; 
And  earth,  for  which  thou  cam'st  to  die, 
Loud  with  thy  praises  rings. 

■1  Dear  Lord,  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend; 
Our  eyes  thy  face  would  see: 
O  let  our  weary  wanderings  end, 
Our  spirits  rest  in  thee! 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux.    Tr.  R.  P.  Dunn. 

268.  MM.  C.  M. 

FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss. 
And  saves  me  from  its  snares; 
Its  aid,  in  every  duty,  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares. 

1  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  jDOwer 
The  healing  balm  to  give; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer; 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Wide  it  unvails  celestial  worlds, 
Where  deathless  pleasures  reign; 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 
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SALVATION — REPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

4  It  shows  the  precious  promise  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

5  There— there  unshaken  would  I  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
To  endless  glory  rise.  d.  Turner 


289.  Kneeling  at  the  Cross.c  C.  M. 

0  JESUS,  sweet  the  tears  I  shed, 
While  at  thy  cross  I  kneel, 
Gaze  at  thy  wounded,  fainting  head, 
And  all  thy  sorrows  feel. 

2  My  heart  dissolves  to  see  thee  bleed, 

This  heart  so  hard  before; 
1  hear  thee  for  the  guilty  plead, 
And  grief  o'erflows  the  more. 

3  'T  was  for  the  sinful  thou  didst  die, 

And  I  a  sinner  stand: 
What  love  speaks  from  thy  dying  eye, 
And  from  each  pierced  hand! 

4  I  know  this  cleansing  blood  of  thine 

Was  shed,  dear  Lord,  for  me : 
For  me,  for  all,  O  grace  divine! 
Who  look  by  faith  on  thee. 

a  O  Christ  of  God,  O  spotless  I  jamb, 
By  love  my  soul  is  drawn; 
Henceforth,  forever,  thine  I  am; 
Here  life  and  peace  are  born. 

6  In  patient  hope,  the  cross  I'll  bear, 
Thine  arm  shall  be  my  stay; 
And  thou,  enthroned,  my  soiil  shalt  spare, 
On  thy  great  judgment-day.      Ray  Pafm*r. 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE  AND  FAITH. 

270.      HaMh  witKovt  Works  is  dead.       C.  M. 

MISTAKEN  souls  that  dream  of  heaven, 
And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead: 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  'T  is  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'T  is  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celestial  power; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour.  /.  Watt*. 

2*71«  /  would  be  Thine.  C.  If. 

I  WOULD  be  thine:  O  take  my  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love; 
Thy  sacred  image,  Lord,  impart, 
And  seal  it  from  above. 

2  I  would  be  thine;  but  while  I  strive 

To  give  myself  away, 
I  feel  rebellion  still  alive, 
And  wander  while  I  pray. 

3  I  would  be  thine;  but,  Lord,  I  feel 

Evil  still  lurks  within; 

Do  thou  thy  majesty  reveal, 

And  banish  all  my  sin. 

4  I  would  be  thine;  I  would  embrace 

The  Saviour,  and  adore; 
Inspire  with  faith;  infuse  thy  grace, 
And  now  my  soul  restore.     Mrs.  EH*.  ReedL 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE   AND    FAITH. 

272#  The  Blood  of  Sprinkling.  CM. 

MY  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry: 
Thee  only  would  I  know; 
Thy  purifying  blood  apply, 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow. 

2  Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean, 

Purge  my  iniquity: 
Unless  thou  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee. 

3  But  art  thou  not  already  mine  ? 

Answer,  if  mine  thou  art! 
Whisper  within,  thou  Love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  broken  heart. 

4  Behold,  for  me  the  victim  bleeds, 

His  wounds  are  open  wide; 
For  me  the  blood  of  sprinkling  pleads, 
And  speaks  me  justified.  c.  Weeiep. 

273.         The  Prodigal's  Return.  C.  M. 

r[E  prodigal,  with  streaming  eyes, 
From  folly  just  awake, 
Reviews  his  wanderings  with  surprise; 
His  heart  begins  to  break. 

2  "1  starve,"  he  cries,  "nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land, 
While  servants  of  my  Father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  "  With  deep  repentance  I'll  return, 

And  seek  my  Father's  face; 

Unworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 

I'll  ask  a  servant's  place." 

4  Far  off  the  Father  saw  him  move, 

In  pensive  silence  mourn, 
And  quickly  ran,  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

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SALVATION — REPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

5  Through  all  the  courts  the  tidings  flew, 
And  spread  the  joy  around; 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew,— 
The  long-lost  son  is  found! 

Unknown. 

274.  The  Power  of  Faith.  CM. 

FAITH  is  the  Spirit's  sweet  control, 
From  which  assurance  springs; 
Faith  is  the  pencil  of  the  soul, 
That  pictures  heavenly  things; 

2  Faith  is  the  throb  of  love  that  makes 

Man  rest  on  God  alone, 
Faith  is  the  wondrous  power  that  shakes 
The  Tempter  on  his  throne; 

3  Faith  is  the  smile  that  plays  around 

The  dying  Christian's  brow; 
Faith  was  the  light  by  which  he  found 
The  hope  that  fills  him  now; 

4  Faith  is  the  lamp  that  burns  to  guide 

Our  bark  when  tempest-driven; 
Faith  is  the  key  that  opens  wide 
The  distant  gates  of  heaven. Baptist  Noel,  {f 

275.  The  Gate  of  Mercy.  C.  M. 

OLORD,  turn  not  thy  face  from  me, 
Who  lie  in  wToef  ul  state, 
Lamenting  sore  my  sinful  life 
Before  thy  mercy-gate; 

2  A  gate  that  opens  wide  to  those. 

Who  own  and  mourn  their  sin; 
Shut  not  that  gate  against  me,  Lord, 
But  let  me  enter  in. 

3  And  call  me  not  to  strict  account, 

How  I  have  sojourned  here; 
For  then  my  guilty  conscience  knows 
How  vile  I  shall  appear. 

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4  Therefore  I  come  with  tears  to  beg 
Of  my  offended  God 
His  pardon,  like  a  child  that  dreads 
His  angry  parent's  rod. 

£  So  come  I  to  thy  mercy  gate 
Where  pardon  does  abound, 
Imploring  pardon  for  my  sin, 
To  heal  the  deadly  wound. 

6  Mercy,  good  Lord,  mercy  I  ask, 
This  is  the  total  sum; 
For  mercy  now  is  all  my  prayer, 

0  let  thy  mercy  come!  ./.  Hartley, 

2*16.  I  yield,  I  yield.  8.  M 

AND  can  I  yet  delay, 
My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield! 

1  can  hold  out  no  more: 

I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  Conqueror. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 

My  friends,  my  all  resign; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine! 

4  Gome,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove: 
Settle  and  lix:  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

B  My  life,  my  portion  thou, 
Thou  all-sumcient  art; 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart!  c.  i«  «-•*> 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

2T7.  Restore  my  Peace.  > 

ND  wilt  thou  yet  be  found, 


A 


And  may  I  still  draw  near  ? 
Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 

2  Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 

If  still  the  same  thou  art, 
To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord! 
Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 

3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 

The  stragglings  of  my  will, 
The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
The  agonies  I  feel. 

1  O  my  offended  Lord, 

Restore  my  inward  peace; 
I  know  thou  canst:  pronounce  the  word, 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

5  I  long  to  see  thy  face, 
Thy  Spirit  I  implore, 
The  living  water  of  thy  grace, 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more.        C.  Wesieg. 

$  78.  To  whom  should  we  go  ?  S.  M. 

AH!  whither  should  I  go, 
Burdened,  and  sick,  and  faint! 
To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 

Ah!  why  do  I  delay? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay! 

3  What  is  it  keeps  me  back 

From  which  I  cannot  part? 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart? 

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4  Some  cursed  thing  unknown 

Must  surely  lurk  within; 
Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own, 
Some  secret  bosom-sin. 

5  Jesus,  the  hinderance  show, 

Which  I  have  feared  to  see: 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know, 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

6  I  now  believe  in  thee, 

Compassion  reigns  alone; 
According  to  my  faith,  to  me 
O  let  it,  Lord,  be  done!  a  Wesley. 

279.  Mercy  implored.  S.  M. 

THOU  Lord  of  all  above, 
And  all  below  the  sky, 
Prostrate  before  thy  feet  I  fall, 
And  for  thy  mercy  cry. 

2  Forgive  my  follies  past, 

The  crimes  which  I  have  done  ; 
Bid  a  repenting  sinner  live, 
Through  thine  incarnate  Son. 

3  Guilt,  like  a  heavy  load, 

Upon  my  conscience  lies; 
To  thee  1  make  my  sorrows  known, 
And  lift  my  weeping  eyes. 

4  The  burden  which  I  feel, 

Thou  canst  alone  remove; 
Do  thou  display  thy  pardoning  grace, 
And  thine  unbounded  love. 

Benj.  Beddom*: 

280*     Light  downing  vpon  the  Sov.L       S.  M. 

OUT  of  the  depths  of  woe, 
To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  cry; 
Darkness  surrounds  me,  but  I  know 
That  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

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SALVATION — RFPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

2  Humbly  on  thee  I  wait, 

Confessing  all  my  sin; 
Lord,  I  am  knocking  at  the  gate; 
Open,  and  take  me  in. 

3  O  hearken  to  my  voice,— 

Give  ear  to  my  complaint; 
Thou  bidd'st  the  mourning  soul  rejoice, 
Thou  comfortest  the  faint. 

4  Glory  to  God  above,— 

The  waters  soon  will  cease; 
For,  lo!  the  swift  returning  dove 
Brings  home  the  sign  of  peace. 

5  Though  storms  his  face  obscure, 

And  dangers  threaten  loud; 
Jehovah's  covenant  is  sure,— 
His  bow  is  in  the  cloud. 

James  Montgomery. 

281.  #<**  of  Ages.  7,  6  I. 

ROCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood 
From  thy  wounded  side  that  flowed 
Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure, 
Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone: 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee! 

A.  M.  Toplady. 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

282.  The  only  Refuge.  7,  8 X 

JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee: 
Leave,  O  leave  me  not  alone; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me: 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want: 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find: 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name; 

1  am  all  unrighteousness; 
False,  and  full  of  sin  I  am; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found.— 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin: 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee: 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity.  c.  Weskp. 

283.  The  true  Light.  7,  «  1 

pHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 
\J  Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light, 
Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

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Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night: 
Dayspring  from  on  high,  be  near, 
Day-star,  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

Unaccompanied  by  thee; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy  s  beams  I  see; 
Till  thou  inward  life  impart, 
Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart 

3  Visit  then  this  soul  of  mine; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  Radiancy  divine; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief: 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day.  a  Wesley. 

284#  Help,  or  1  perish.  7.61 

BY  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears; 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears; 
By  thy  conflict  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power,— 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

2  By  the  tenderness  that  wept 

O  er  the  grave  where  Laz'rus  slept; 
By  the  bitter  tears  that  flowed 
Over  Salem's  lost  abode, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  1  die. 

3  By  thy  lonely  hour  of  prayer; 
By  the  fearful  conflict  there; 
By  thy  cross  and  dying  cries; 
By  thy  one  great  sacrifice, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

4  By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave; 
By  thy  power  the  lost  to  save; 
By  thv  high,  majestic  throne; 

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By  the  empire  all  thine  own, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die.      r.  Grant,  aU. 

285.  "Lamb  of  God."  7,  6  L 

JESUS,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me 
Thou,  the  Lord  of  life,  didst  die; 
Whither— whither,  but  to  thee, 

Can  a  trembling  sinner  fly! 
Death's  dark  waters  o'er  me  roll, 
Save,  O  save  my  sinking  soul! 

2  Never  bowed  a  martyr's  head 

Weighed  with  equal  sorrow  down; 
Never  blood  so  rich  was  shed, 

Never  king  wore  such  a  crown; 
To  thy  cross  and  sacrifice 
Faith  now  lifts  her  tearful  eyes. 

3  All  my  soul,  by  love  subdued, 

Melts  in  deep  contrition  there; 
By  thy  mighty  grace  renewed, 

New-born  hope  forbids  despairs 
Lord!  thou  canst  my  guilt  forgive, 
Thou  hast  bid  me  look  and  live. 

4  While  with  broken  heart  I  kneel, 

Sinks  the  inward  storm  to  rest; 
Life — immortal  life — I  feel 

Kindled  in  my  throbbing  breast; 
Thine — forever  thine— I  am! 
Glory  to  thee,  bleeding  Lamb! 

Ray  Palmer. 

286.  The  Garden  Scene.  7,  6  1. 

QLRELY  Christ  thy  griefs  hath  borne; 
♦O  Weeping  soul!  no  longer  mourn; 

View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 

Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee: 

There  thine  every  sin  he  bore: 

Weeping  soul!  lament  no  more. 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

2  Weary  sinner,  keep  thine  eyes 
On  the  atoning  sacrifice : 
There  the  incarnate  Deity 
Numbered  with  transgressors  see; 
There  his  Father's  absence  mourns, 
Nailed,  and   bruised,  and   crowned  with 

thorns. 

3  See  thy  God  his  head  bow  down ; 
Hear  the  Man  of  sorrows  groan. 
For  thy  ransom  there  condemned, 
Stripped,  derided,  and  blasphemed: 
Bleeds  the  guiltless  for  th'  unclean, 

Made  an  offering  for  thy  sin.    a.  m.  Topiady. 

287.        Comfort  for  the  Mourning.      7,  6,  8  I. 

DROOPING  souls!  no  longer  mourn, 
Jesus  still  is  precious; 
If  to  him  you  now  return, 

Heaven  will  be  propitious; 
Jesus  now  is  passing  by, 

Calling  wanderers  near  him; 
Drooping  souls!  you  need  not  die, 
Go  to  him,  and  hear  him ! 

2  He  has  pardons,  full  and  free, 

Drooping  souls  to  gladden; 
Still  he  cries — "  Come  unto  me, 

Weary,  heavy  laden! " 
Though  your  sins,  like  mountains  high, 

Rise,  and  reach  to  heaven, 
Soon  as  you  on  him  rely, 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 

3  Precious  is  the  Saviour's  name, 

All  his  saints  adore  him; 
He  to  save  the  dying  came;— 

Prostrate  bow  before  him! 
Wandering  sinners!  now  return; 

Contrite  souls!  believe  him! 
Jesus  calls  you;  cease  to  mourn; 

Worship  him;  receive  him. 

L  'n  knoicn. 
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288.  Vanfem&n  of  Sin.  7,  6,  8  1. 

0  JESUS,  my  salvation, 
Low  at  thy  cross  I  lie; 
Lord,  in  thy  great  compassion, 

Hear  my  bewailing  cry. 
1  come  to  thee  with  mourning, 

I  come  to  thee  in  woe; 
With  contrite  heart  returning, 
And  tears  that  overflow. 

2  O  gracious  Intercessor, 

0  Priest  within  the  veil, 
Plead,  for  me  lost  transgressor, 

The  blood  that  cannot  fail. 
I  spread  my  sins  before  thee, 

1  tell  them  one  by  one; 

O  for  thy  name's  great  glory, 
Forgive  all  I  have  done. 

3  And  in  this  heart  now  broken 

Enter  thou  in  and  reign; 
And  say,  by  that  dear  token, 

I  am  absolved  again, 
And  build  me  up  and  guide  me, 

And  guard  me  day  by  day; 
And  in  thy  presence  hide  me, 

And  wash  my  sins  away.    /.  Hamilton-  *n. 

289.  Mercy  supplicated.  T. 

DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls: 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Kindled  his  relentings  are, 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare! 
Cries,  "How  shall  I  give  thee  up!" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

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4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands; 

Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands! 
God  is  love,  I  know,  I  feel; 
Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

5  Jesus,  answer  from  above, 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet. 

6  Now  incline  me  to  repent! 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament! 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore! 

Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more.      C.  Wesley. 

290*  Weary  of  Sin.  7. 

JESUS!  full  of  truth  and  love, 
We  thy  kindest  call  obey; 
Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove; 
Take  our  load  of  guilt  away.* 

2  Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 
Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin, 
Weary  of  a  wretched  life; 

3  Burdened  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burdened  with  our  sinful  load, 
Burdened  with  this  unbelief, 
Burdened  with  the  wrath  of  God; 

4  Lo,  wre  come  to  thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  thou  art; 
Now  our  weary  souls  release, 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart.  C.WeHey. 

291.  Christ's  Yoke  eo,*y.  8,  7,  4. 

COME,  ye  souls  by  sin  afflicted- 
Bowed  with  fruitless  sorrow  down, 
By  the  perfect  law  convicted, 
Through  the  cross  behold  the  crown 

Look  to  Jesus! 
Mercy  flows  through  him  alone. 

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2  Take  his  easy  yoke  and  wear  it, 

Love  will  make  obedience  sweet: 
Christ  will  give  yon  strength  to  bear  it, 
While  his  wisdom  guides  your  feet, 

Safe  to  glory, 
Where  his  ransomed  captives  meet. 

3  Sweet  as  home  to  pilgrims  weary, 

Light  to  newly-opened  eyes, 

Or  full  springs  in  desert  dreary, 

Is  the  rest  the  cross  supplies: 

All  who  taste  it, 
Shall  to  rest  immortal  rise.         Jos.  Strain. 

292*  Seeking  a  Blessing.  8,  7 

LORD,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free- 
Showers  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  some  drops  now  fall  on  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Father! 

Sinful  tho'  my  heart  may  be; 
Thou  might'st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  thy  mercy  fall  on  me. 

3  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Saviour! 

Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee; 
I  am  longing  for  thy  favor; 
Whilst  thou'rt  calling,  O  call  me. 

4  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit! 

Thou  can'st  make  the  blind  to  see; 
Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me. 

5  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless; 

Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free; 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless; 
Magnify  them  all  in  me. 

6  Pass  me  not!  thy  lost  one  bringing, 

Bind  my  heart,  O  Lord,  to  thee; 
While  the  streams  of  life  are  springing 
Blessing  others,  O  bless  me.      m~.  Codnt* 

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293.  Self-Consecration.  8,  7^ 

TAKE  me,  O  my  Father!  take  me, 
Take  me,  save  me,  through  thy  Son; 
That  which  thou  wouldst  have  me,  make  me,. 
Let  thy  will  in  me  he  done. 

■2  Long  from  thee  my  footsteps  straying, 
Thorny  proved  the  way  I  trod; 

Weary  come  I  now,  and  praying- 
Take  me  to  thy  love,  my  God! 

3  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling, 
Humbly  I  confess  my  sin; 

A.t  thy  feet,  O  Father!  falling, 
To  thy  household  take  me  in. 

4  Freely  now  to  thee  I  proffer 
This  relenting  heart  of  mine; 

Freely,  life  and  soul  I  offer- 
Gift  unworthy  love  like  thine. 

5  Once  the  world's  Redeemer  dying, 
Bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree; 

O  i  that  sacrifice  relying, 
Now  I  look  in  hope  to  thee; 

6  Father!  take  me;  all  forgiving, 
Fold  me  to  thy  loving  breast; 

In  thy  hope  forever  living, 
I  must  be  forever  blest!  Bay  Palmer, 

294.  Prayer  of  the  Penitent.  8,  Z. 

PITYING  Saviour,  look  with  blessing 
On  a  poor  and  pleading  soul; 
Hear  me  now  my  guilt  confessing; 
Let  thy  healing  make  me  whole. 

2  Far  fiom  wisdom's  ways  I've  wandered, 
And  my  soul  of  peace  bereaved— 
Precious  gifts  have  basely  squandered,. 
And  thy  goodness  deeply  grieved. 

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3  All  my  evil  course  lamenting— 

Sinful  thought  and  word  and  deed- 
Humbled,  contrite,  and  repenting, 
For  thy  mercy  now  I  plead. 

4  Hear  the  voice  of  my  contrition; 

Let  thy  love  my  sorrows  heal; 
Grant  my  sins  complete  remission; 
Full  thy  blessed  peace  reveal,      s.  Wokoit. 

295.  Grace  nigh.  8, 7 

LORD!  I  know  thy  grace  is  nigh  me, 
Thee  thyself  1  cannot  see; 
Jesus,  Master!  pass  not  by  me; 
Son  of  David!  pity  me. 

2  While  I  sit  in  weary  blindness, 

Longing  for  the  blessed  light, 
Many  taste  thy  loving-kindness; 
"  Lord!  I  would  receive  my  sight." 

3  I  would  see  thee  and  adore  thee, 

And  thy  word  the  power  can  give; 
Hear  the  sightless  soul  implore  thee; 
Let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 

4  Ah!  what  touch  is  this  that  thrills  me? 

What  this  burst  of  strange  delight  ? 
Lo!  the  rapturous  vision  fills  me! 
This  is  Jesus!  this  is  sight! 

5  Room,  ye  saints  that  throng  behind  him! 

Let  me  follow  in  the  way; 
I  will  teach  the  blind  to  find  him 
Who  can  turn  their  night  to  day. 

H.  D.  Ganse. 

296.  For  perfect  Peace.  S.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
Thy  feeble  creature's  cry; 
And  show  thyself  the  sinner's  friend, 
And  set  me  up  on  high. 

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2  From  hell's  oppressive  power, 

My  struggling  soul  release; 
And  to  thy  Father's  grace  restore, 
And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

3  Thy  blood  and  righteousness 

I  make  my  only  plea; 
My  present  and  eternal  peace, 
Are  both  derived  from  thee. 

4  Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow; 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine, 
The  joy  of  angels  know. 

5  Come,  then,  impute,  impart 

To  me  thy  righteousness; 
And  let  me  taste  how  good  thou  art, 
How  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

6  That  thou  canst  here  forgive, 

Grant  me  to  testify; 
And  justified  by  faith  to  live, 
And  in  that  faith  to  die.  C  WetH&y. 

297*  0  take  me  as  lam.  8,  6. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  to  thee  I  cry, 
Unless  thou  help  me,  I  must  die: 
O  bring  thy  free  salvation  nigh, 
And  take  me  as  I  am! 

Chorus:— I  linger  at  the  mercy  seat; 

Behold  me,  Saviour,  at  thy  feet! 
Thy  work  in  me  begin,  complete; 
O  take  me  as  I  am ! 

2  Helpless  I  am,  and  full  of  guilt, 

But  yet  for  me  thy  blood  was  spilt, 
And  thou  canst  make  me  what  thou  wilt, 
But  take  me  as  I  am! 

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3  No  preparation  can  I  make, 
My  best  resolves  I  only  break, 
Yet  save  me  for  thine  own  name's  sake, 
And  take  me  as  I  am!  e.  h.  h. 

298.  The  Penitent's  Plea.        C.  P.  M. 

OTHOU  that  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith, 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death 
That  casts  itself  on  thee  ? 
I. have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  has  done 
And  suffered  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood; 
Thy  merit,  Lord,  my  robe  shall  be, 
Thy  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  snatch  me  from  eternal  death, 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolation  send: 
By  him  some  word  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 

"Thy  Maker  is  thy  Friend." 

4  The  king  of  terrors  then  would  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

That  bids  me  come  away; 
Unclogged  by  earth  of  earthly  things, 
I'd  mount  upon  his  sable  wings 

To  everlasting  day.  A.  :i.  Topiady. 

299*        Looking  unto  Jems.  7,  6,  8. 

LAMB  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
To  thee  I  humbly  pray; 
Heal  me  of  my  grief  and  pain, 
O  take  my  sins  away. 


SALVATION — REPENTANCE    AND    FAITH. 

From  this  bondage,  Lord,  release, 
No  longer  let  me  be  oppressed: 

Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 
And  take  me  to  thy  breast. 

2  Wilt  thou  cast  a  sinner  out 

Who  humbly  comes  to  thee? 
No,  my  God,  1  cannot  doubt 

Thy  mercy  is  for  me: 
Let  me  then  obtain  the  grace, 

And  be  of  paradise  possessed: 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast. 

3  Worldly  good  I  do  not  want; 

Be  that  to  others  given: 
Only  for  thy  love  I  pant, 

My  all  in  earth  and  heaven : 
This  the  crown  I  fain  would  seize, 

The  good  wherewith  I  would  be  blest: 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast.  c.  Wesley. 


300 •  Pass  me  n°t-  8> 5' 

PASS  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 
Hear  my  humble  cry; 
While  on  others  thou  art  smiling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

Cho. :— Saviour,  Saviour,  hear  my  humble  cry. 
While  on  others  thou  art  calling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief. 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief.    Cho. 

3  Trusting  only  in  thy  merit, 

Would  I  seek  thy  face; 

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Heal  my  wounded,  broken  spirit, 
Save  me  by  thy  grace.    Cho. 

4  Thou  the  Spring  of  all  my  comfort, 
More  than  life  to  me, 
Whom  have  1  on  earth  beside  thee! 
Whom  in  heaven  but  thee  ?    Cho. 

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301*      Sufficiency  of  the  Atonement.       L.  M. 

TESTIS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
0    My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress: 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thy  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  ? 
Fully  absolved,  through  these,  1  am 
From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  The  holy  meek,  unspotted  Lamb, 
Who  from  the  Father's  bosom  came, 
Who  died  for  me,  e'en  me  t'  atone, 
Now  for  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord,  1  believe  thy  precious  blood, 
Which  at  the  mercy  seat  of  God 
Forever  doth  for  sinners  plead, 
For  me,  e'en  for  my  soul,  was  shed. 

5  Lord,  I  believe,  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore, 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid, 
For  all  a  full  atonement  made. 

X.  L.  Zinzmdorf.   Tr.  J.  Weshy. 
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302.        Indulge  my  humble  Claim.         L.  M. 

/I  REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
\J  Be  thou  my  hope,  my' joy,  my  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name, 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God! 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties, 
Thy  son,  thy  daughter,  bought  with  blood! 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travelers  in  thirsty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  E'en  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 

No  lasting  pleasure  can  afford; 
Yea,  't  would  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banished  from  thee,  Lord! 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise: 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days.  /.  Watts. 

303*  P&ace  and  Hope  of  the  Righteous.   L.  M. 

LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they, 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea. 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads. 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 

Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

.'5  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on> 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away: 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 

And  calm  as  Summer  evenings  be. 

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4  How  oft  they  look  to  Eden's  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasure  grow; 

And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
bit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow! 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  earth's  golden  toys, 
But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 

In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

Isaac  Watts. 

304.  Complete  in  Jesus.  L.  M. 

MY  soul  complete  in  Jesus  stands; 
It  fears  no  more  the  law's  demands; 
The  love  of  God  abides  within, 
Where  all  before  was  guilt  and  sin. 

2  My  soul  at  rest  in  Jesus  lives, 
Accepts  the  peace  his  pardon  gives, 
Eeceives  the  grace  his  death  secured.. 
And  pleads  the  anguish  he  endured. ' 

3  My  soul  its  every  foe  defies! 

And  cries—"  'T  is  God  that  justifies! 

Wko  charges  God's  elect  with  sin? 

Shall  Christ,  who  died  their  peace  to  win  ?" 

4  A  song  of  praise  my  soul  shall  sing. 
To  our  eternal,  glorious  King; 
Shall  worship  humbly  at  his  feet, 
In  whom  alone  it  stands  complete. 

Mrs.  Grace  W.  Hinsdale. 

305*  Salvation  by  Grace.  L.  M. 

WE  have  no  outward  righteousness, 
No  merits  or  good  works  to  plead; 
We  only  can  be  saved  by  grace: 
Thy  grace,  O  Lord,  is  free  indeed. 

2  Save  us  by  grace,  through  faith  alone, 
A  faith  thou  must  thyself  impart; 
A  faith  that  would  by  works  be  shown, 
A  faith  that  purifies  the  heart: 

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3  A  faith  that  doth  the  mountains  move, 

A  faith  that  shows  our  sins  forgiven, 
A  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love, 
And  ascertains  our  claim  to  heaven. 

4  This  is  the  faith  we  humbly  seek, 

The  faith  in  thy  all-cleansing  blood, 
That  blood  which  doth  for  sinners  speak; 
O  let  it  speak  us  up  to  God!  c.  Wesley. 

306.  Safe  in  Christ.  L.  M. 

WHO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 
'Tis  God  who  justifies  their  souls; 
And  mercy  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 

'Tis  Christ  who  suffered  in  their  stead; 
And  their  salvation  to  fulfill, 
Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead! 

3  He  lives!  he  lives!  and  sits  above, 

Forever  interceding  there: 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 

Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness  ? 
He  who  hath  loved  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

5  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below. 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 
Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ,  our  Jove. 

/.  Watts. 

307.  The  new  Joy.  L.  M. 

TREMBLING  before  thine  awful  throne, 
O  Lord,  in  dust  my  sins  I  own; 
Justice  and  mercy  for  my  life 
Contend;  O  smile,  and  heal  the  strife. 

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2  The  Saviour  smiles;  upon  my  soul 
New  tides  of  hope  tumultuous  roll; 
His  voice  proclaims  my  pardon  found, 
Seraphic  transport  wings  the  sound. 

3  Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  to  heaven, 
The  newborn  peace  of  sins  forgiven; 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
Ye  angels,  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

4  Bright  heralds  of  the  eternal  will, 
Abroad  his  errands  ye  fulfill; 

Or,  throned  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonious  in  his  presence  play. 

5  Loud  is  the  song,  the  heavenly  plain 
Is  shaken  with  the  choral  strain; 
And  dying  echoes,  floating  far, 
Draw  music  from  each  chiming  star. 

6  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
And  all  your  knowledge  shall  be  mine: 
Ye  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 

A  secret  chord  that  mine  will  bear. 

Augustus  L.  Hillhouse. 

308.  AUoe  in  Christ,  L.  M.  6  1. 

l  ND  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 
j\  An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood  ? 
Died  he  for  me,  who  caused  his  pain  ? 
lor  me,  who  him  to  death  pursued? 
Amazing  love!  how  can  it  be 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  shouldst  die  for  me  ? 

J  'Tis  mystery  all!  the  Immortal  dies! 
Who  can  explore  his  strange  design? 
In  vain  the  first-born  seraph  tries 

To  sound  the  depths  of  love  divine; 
'Tis  mercy  all!  let  earth  adore: 
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3  He  left  his  Father's  throne  ahove, — 

So  free,  so  infinite  his  grace!— 
Emptied  himself  of  all  but  love, 

And  bled  for  Adam's  helpless  race; 
'Tis  mercy  all,  immense  and  free, 
For,  O  my  God,  it  found  out  me! 

4  Long  my  imprisoned  spirit  lay, 

Fast  bound  in  sin  and  nature's  night; 
Thine  eye  diffused  a  quickening  ray, 

I  woke,  the  dungeon  flamed  with  light: 
My  chains  fell  off,  my  heart  was  free, 
I  rose,  went  forth,  and  followed  thee. 

5  No  condemnation  now  I  dread, 

Jesus,  with  all  in  him,  is  mine; 
Alive  in  him,  my  living  Head, 

And  clothed  in  righteousness  divine, 
Bold  I  approach  the  eternal  throne, 
And  claim  the  crown,  through  Christ  my 

own.  C.  Wesley. 

309.  The  solid  Bock.  L.  M.  6  1. 

MY  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less, 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness; 
I  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name. 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  seems  to  vail  his  face, 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale, 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  vail: 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  1  stand; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

3  His  oath,  his  covenant,  and  blood 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood: 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay: 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand; 

All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand.     Ed.  Mote. 

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310.  A  blessed  Hope.  C.  M. 

HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
I  seek  my  place  in  heaven. 

2  A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet  O  by  faith  I  see, 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

3  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 
And  antedate  that  day. 

4  We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  tilled. 

5  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow! 

And  when  the  vessels  break, 
Let  our  triumphant  spirits  go, 
To  see  the  God  we  seek; 

6  In  rapt'rous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 
To  all  eternity.  C.  Wesley. 

311.  A  blessed  Change.  C.  M. 

ALL  that  I  was,  my  sin  and  guilt, 
My  death  was  all  my  own- 
All  that  I  am,  I  owe  to  thee, 
My  gracious  God,  alone. 

2  The  evil  of  my  former  state 
Was  mine,  and  only  mine; 
The  good  in  which  I  now  rejoice, 
Is  thine,  and  only  thine. 

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3  The  darkness  of  niy  former  state, 

The  bondage,  all  was  mine; 
The  light  of  life,  in  which  I  walk, 
The  liberty,  is  thine. 

4  Thy  grace  first  made  me  feel  my  sin, 

It  taught  me  to  believe; 
Then,  in  believing,  peace  I  found, 
And  now  I  live— I  live  ! 

5  All  that  I  am,  e'en  here  on  earth  ; 

All  that  I  hope  to  be 
When  Jesus  comes,  and  glory  dawns, 
I  owe  it,  Lord,  to  thee.  H.  Bonar. 

312.  1  will  take  Ihe  Cup  of  Salvation.    C.  M. 

WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  mercy's  store? 
I'll  take  the  gifts  he  hath  bestowed, 
And  humbly  ask  for  more. 

2  My  vows  I  will  to  his  great  name 

Before  his  people  pay, 
And  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am, 
Upon  his  altar  lay. 

3  Thy  lawful  servant,  Lord,  I  owe 

To  thee  whate'er  is  mine, 
Born  in  thy  family  below, 
And  by  redemption  thine. 

4  The  God  of  all-redeeming  grace, 

My  God  I  will  proclaim, 
Offer  the  sacrifice  of  praise, 
And  call  upon  his  name.  &  Wesley,  Sr. 

313.  "The  secret  Place."  CM. 

THERE  is  a  safe  and  secret  place 
Beneath  the  wings  divine, 
Reserved  for  all  the  heirs  of  grace: 
O  be  that  refuge  minel 

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2  The  least  and  feeblest  there  may  bide 

Uninjured  and  una  wed; 
While  thousands  fall  on  every  side, 
He  rests  secure  in  God. 

3  The  angels  watch  him  on  his  way, 

And  aid  with  friendly  arm; 

And  Satan,  roaring  for  his  prey, 

May  hate,  but  cannot  harm. 

4  He  feeds  in  pastures  large  and  fair 

Of  love  and  truth  divine; 
O  child  of  God,  O  glory's  heir, 
How  rich  a  lot  is  thine! 

5  A  hand  almighty  to  defend, 

An  ear  for  every  call, 
An  honored  life,  a  peaceful  end, 
And  heaven  to  crown  it  all ! 

Henry  Francis  Lytr,. 

314.  Lining  Temples.  S.  M. 

AND  will  the  mighty  God, 
Whom  heaven  cannot  contain, 
Make  me  his  temple  and  abode, 
And  in  me  live  and  reign  ? 

2  Come,  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

Teacher  and  heavenly  guide! 
Be  it  according  to  thy  word, 
And  in  my  heart  reside. 

3  O  Holy,  Holy  Ghost! 

Pervade  this  soul  of  mine: 
In  me  renew  thy  Pentecost, 
Reveal  thy  power  divine! 

4  Make  it  my  highest  bliss 

Thy  blessed  fruits  to  know; 
Thy  joy,  and  peace,  and  gentleness 
Iness  and  faith  to  show. 

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5  Be  it  my  greatest  fear 
Thy  holiness  to  grieve; 
Walk  in  the  Spirit  even  here, 

And  in  the  Spirit  live.       George  Rawson,  alt. 

315.  He  changes  not.  S.  M . 

I  HEAR  the  words  of  love, 
I  gaze  upon  the  blood, 
1  see  the  mighty  sacrifice, 
And  I  have  peace  with  God. 

2  'T  is  everlasting  peace, 

Sure  as  Jehovah's  name; 
'T  is  stable  as  his  steadfast  throne, 
For  evermore  the  same. 

3  The  clouds  may  go  and  come, 

And  storms  may  sweep  my  sky; 
This  blood-sealed  friendship  changes  not, 
The  cross  is  ever  nigh. 

4  I  change — he  changes  not; 

The  Christ  can  never  die; 
His  love,  not  mine,  the  resting-place, 
His  truth,  not  mine,  the  tie. 

5  I  know  he  liveth  now 

At  God's  right  hand  above; 
I  know  the  throne  on  which  he  sits ; 
I  know  his  truth  and  love.  //.  Bonar. 

316.  Blessed  Sauls.  S.  M. 


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BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er; 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 


2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

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3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  fest'ring  wound; 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray; 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne: 
Our  help,  in  times  of  deep  distress. 
Is  found  in  God  alone.  z  WattM. 

317.  Abba,  Father.  S.  M. 

BEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  has  bestowed, 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear, 

How  great  we  must  be  made; 
For  when  we  see  our  Saviour  there, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure; 
May  purify  our  souls  from  sin 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  ufy  heart. 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  thy  throne; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own.  I.  Wait*. 

318.  God's  great  Lorn.  S.  M.  D. 

ONCE  blind  with  sin  and  self, 
Along  the  treacherous  way, 
That  ends  in  ruin  at  the  last, 
1  hastened  far  astray; 

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Then  God  sent  down  his  son, 

For  with  a  love  most  deep, 
Most  undeserved,  his  heart  still  yearns 

O'er  me,  poor  wandering  sheep. 

2  God  with  his  life  of  love 

To  me  was  far  and  strange, 
My  heart  clung  only  to  the  world 

Of  sight  and  sense  and  change; 
In  thee,  Immanuel, 

Are  God  and  man  made  one; 
In  thee  my  heart  hath  peace  with  God, 

And  union  in  the  Son. 

3  O  ponder  this,  my  soul, 

Our  God  hath  loved  us  thus, 
That  even  his  only  dearest  Son 

He  freely  giveth  us. 
Thou  precious  gift  of  God, 

The  pledge  and  bond  of  love, 
With  thankful  heart  I  kneel  to  take 

This  treasure  from  above. 

Gerhard  Tersteegeu.  Tr.  Catherine  Winkivorth. 

319.  Before  the  Gross.  8, 7. 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  we  spend; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  the  cross  to  lie, 

While  we  see  divine  compassion, 

Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 

3  Love  and  grief  our  hearts  dividing, 

With  our  tears  his  feet  we  bathe; 
Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

4  For  thy  sorrows  we  adore  thee, 

For  the  pains  that  wrought  our  peace, 
Gracious  Saviour!  we  implore  thee, 
In  our  souls  thy  love  increase. 

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5  Here  we  feel  our  sins  forgiven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  we  gaze; 
And  our  thoughts  are  all  of  heaven, 
And  our  lips  o'erflow  with  praise. 

6  Still  in  ceaseless  contemplation, 

Fix  our  hearts  and  eyes  on  thee, 
Till  we  taste  thy  full  salvation, 
And,  unvailed,  thy  glories  see. 

James  Allen  it-  W.  Shirley. 

32 0.  ' *1  am  what  lam."  7. 

BLESSED  fountain,  full  of  grace! 
Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me, 
To  this  source  alone  1  trace 
What  I  am,  and  hope  to  be. 

2  What  I  am,  as  one  redeemed, 
Saved  and  rescued  by  the  Lord; 
Hating  what  I  once  esteemed, 
Loving  what  I  once  abhorred. 

2  "What  I  hope  to  be  ere  long, 
When  I  take  my  place  above; 
When  I  join  the  heavenly  throng; 
When  I  see  the  God  of  love. 

4  Then  I  hope  like  him  to  be, 

Who  redeemed  his  saints  from  sin, 
Whom  I  now  obscurely  see, 
Through  a  vail  that  stands  between. 

T.  Kelly 

321.  Blessedness  of  Sonship.  7. 

BLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God, 
They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood; 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave- 
Life,  eternal  life,  they  have. 

2  They  are  justified  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  the  Saviour's  peace; 
All  their  sins  are  washed  away; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day. 
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3  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 
Children  of  a  heavenly  birth,— 
One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one: 
Glory  is  in  them  begun.     .  Jos.  Humphreys. 

322*  Ye  must  be  born  again.       G.  P.  M. 

AWAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  iii  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 
Exposed  to  endless  woe; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
The  sinner   must  be  born  again, 
Or  else  to  ruin  go. 

2  Amazed  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell, 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell; 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near. 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  mine  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  poured  its  curses  on  my  head; 

I  no  relief  could  find. 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

O'erwhelmed  my  tortured  mind. 

4  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare: 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain: 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  sank  in  deep  despair. 

5  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  passed  this  way, 

i  felt  his  pity  move. 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

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6  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew, 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew, 

And  loftier  notes  did  raise; 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unnumbered  millions  born  again, 

Will  shout  thine  endless  praise. 

Avon. 

323.  Abba,  Father.  II.  M. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 
For  me  to  intercede, 
His  all-redeeming  love, 
His  precious  blood  to  plead; 

His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 
Received  on  Calvary! 

They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me : 

Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 

Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die! 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 
His  dear  anointed  One: 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son: 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood. 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconciled, 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear: 

He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry.    a  Wesley 

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324.  The  Soul's  Anchorage.     L.  M.  6 1. 

"YTOW  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
J-M    Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain;  • 

The  wounds  of  Jesus  for  my  sin, 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain; 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay, 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  tied  away. 

2  Father,  thine  everlasting  grace 

Our  scanty  thought  surpasses  far: 
Thy  heart  still  melts  with  tenderness; 

Thine  arms  of  love  still  open  are, 
Beturning  sinners  to  receive, 
That  mercy  they  may  taste,  and  live. 

3  O  love,  thou  bottomless  abyss! 

My  sins  are  swallowed  up  in  thee; 
Covered  is  my  unrighteousness, 

Nor  spot  of  guilt  remains  on  me: 
While  Jesus'  blood,  through  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  free,  boundless  mercy,  cries. 

4  By  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea; 

'Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee; 

I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast: 
Away,  sad  doubt  and  anxious  fear! 
M«rcy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

J.  A.  So/he.     Tr.  J.  Wesley. 

325*  His  plenteous  Grace.  10,  11. 

OWHAT  shall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praise, 
So  faithful  and  true,  so  plenteous  in  grace, 
So  strong  to  deliver,  so  good  to  redeem 
The  weakest  believer  that  hangs  upon  him! 

2  How  happy  the  man  whose  heart  is  set  free, 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee! 
Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  face, 
And  still  they  are  talking  of  Jesus's  grace: 

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3  For  thou  art  their  boast,  their  glory,  and 

power, 
And  I  also  trust  to  see  the  glad  hour, 
My  soul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  salvation  that  lifts  up  ray  head. 

4  For  Jesus,  my  Lord,  is  now  ray  defense; 

1  trust  in  his  word;  none  plucks  me  from 

thence; 
Since  I  have  found  favor,  he  all  things  will  do: 
My  King  and  my  Saviour  shall  make  me  anew. 

5  Yes,  Lord,  I  shall  see  the  hliss  of  thine  own; 
Thy  secret  to  me  shall  soon  he  made  known; 
For  sorrow  and  sadness  1  joy  shall  receive*, 
And  share  in  the  gladness  of  all  that  believe. 

C.  Wesley. 

326*         Accepted  in  the  Beloved.  10.  11. 

ALL  praise  to  the  Lamb!  accepted  I  am, 
Through  faith  in  the  Saviour's  adorable 
name: 
In  him  1  confide,  his  blood  is  applied; 
For  me  he  hath  suffered,  for  me  he  hath  died. 

2  Not  a  cloud  doth  arise,  to  darken  my  skies, 
Or  hide  for  a  moment  my  Lord  from  mine  eyes: 
In  him  I  am  blest,  I  lean  on  his  breast, 

And  lo!  in  his  wounds  I  continue  to  rest. 

C.   Wesley. 


ASSURANCE. 


327.  Adoption.  C.  H 

MY  Father,  God!  how  sweet  the  sound! 
How  tender  and  how  dear! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 


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2  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart; 
And  show,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

3  Cheered  hy  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwavering  I  believe; 
My  spirit  Abba,  Father!  cries, 
Nor  can  the'sign  deceive.        P.  Doddridge. 

328*  Perfect  Assurance.  C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire; 
This  one  great  gift  impart^- 
What  most  1  need,  and  most  desire, 
An  humble,  holy  heart. 
2  Bear  witness  I  am  born  again, 
My  many  sins  forgiven: 
Nor  let  a  gloomy  doubt  remain 
To  cloud  my  hope  of  heaven. 

Unhtxurn. 

329.  Prayer  for  Witness.  CM. 

ETERNAL  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 
Our  contrite  hearts  inspire; 
Kindle  the  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  *T  is  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed; 
'T  is  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be, 
That  we,  in  singleness  of  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear 

That  we  are  sons  of  God, 
Redeemed  from  sin,  from  death  and  hell, 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

*  Thos.   CotterilL 

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330.  Walk  in  the  Light.  CM 

WALK  in  the  light!  so  shalt  thou  know 
That  fellowship  of  love, 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  his, 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light!  and  e'en  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

4  Walk  in  the  light!  thy  path  shall  be 

Peaceful,  serene,  and  bright: 
For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light.  B.  Barton. 

331*       Knowledge  of  Forgiveness.  S.  M. 


H 


OW  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiven  ? 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven? 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen, 

With  confidence  we  tell; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men, 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 

That  he  for  us  hath  died, 
We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  applied. 

4  Exults  our  rising  soul, 

Disburdened  of  her  load, 
And  swells,  unutterably  full 
Of  glorv  and  of  God. 

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5  Stronger  than  death  or  hell, 
The  sacred  power  we  prove; 
And  conqn'rors  of  the  world,  we  dwell 
In  heaven,  who  dwell  in  love.  C.  Wesley. 

332.  Grateful  Confidence.  S.  M. 

I  BLESS  the  Christ  of  God, 
I  rest  on  love  divine, 
And  with  unfaltering  lip  and  heart, 
I  call  the  Saviour  mine. 

2  I  praise  the  God  of  peace; 

I  trust  his  truth  and  might; 
He  calls  me  his,  I  call  him  mine, 
My  God,  my  joy,  my  light. 

3  'T  is  he  who  saveth  me, 

And  freely  pardon  gives: 
I  love  because  he  loveth  me; 
I  live  because  he  lives. 

4  My  life  with  him  is  hid, 

My  death  has  passed  away, 
My  clouds  have  melted  into  light, 
My  midnight  into  day.  //.  Bonar. 

333.  The  revealing  and  witnessing  Spirit.  8,  !U.  I>. 

SPIRIT  of  faith,  come  down, 
Reveal  the  things  of  God; 
And  make  to  us  the  Godhead  known, 

And  witness  with  the  blood: 
'T  is  thine  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  give  us  eyes  to  see, 
That  he  who  did  for  sinners  die, 
Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

2  ?^o  man  can  truly  say 
That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
Unless  thou  take  the  vail  away, 
And  breathe  the  living  word: 

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SALVATION  — ASSURANCE. 

Then,  only  then  we  feel 

Our  int'rest  in  his  blood; 
And  cry,  with  joy  unspeakable,— 

Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God! 
3  O  that  the  world  might  know 

The  all-atoning  Lamb! 
Spirit  of  faith,  descend  and  show 

The  virtue  of  his  name: 
The  grace  which  all  may  find, 

The  saving  power  impart: 
And  testify  to  all  mankind, 

And  speak  in  every  heart.         c.  Wesley. 

334*  ITcnoio  Hove  Him.  L.M. 

KNOW  I  love  my  Saviour  now, 
As  once  I  knew  I  loved  him  not: 
His  hand  of  love  has  sealed  my  vow, 
And  fixed  my  new  and  blissful  lot. 

2  My  faith  has  found  a  resting-place, 

Whereon  my  weary  soul  can  lie; 
And  peace,  and  joy,  and  boundless  grace 
Enfold  me  like  a  Summer  sky. 

3  The  storms  may  come,  the  sunshine  go, 

My  Friend  will  still  be  true  and  strong; 
His  hand  will  wipe  the  tears  that  flow, 
And  bear  my  trembling  soul  along. 

4  I  know  I  love  him,  feel  him  mine; 

He  rules  my  soul  with  gentle  sway, 
He  guides  me  still  in  light  divine, 
And  bids  me  wait  his  crowning  day. 

//'.  B.  Hiirtzlw. 

335.        The  Witness  of  the  Spirit.         II.  M. 

EARNEST  of  future  bliss, 
Thee,  Holy  Ghost,  we  hail; 
Fountain  of  holiness, 

Whose  comforts  never  fail; 
The  cleansing  gift  on  saints  bestowed, 
The  witness  of  their  peace  with  God. 

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SALVATION — CONSECRATION. 

2  By  thee,  on  earth,  we  know, 

Ourselves  in  Christ  renewed; 
Brought  by  thy  grace  into 

The  family  of  God; 
Of  his  adopting  love  the  seal, 
And  faithful  teacher  of  his  will. 

3  Great  Comforter,  descend 

In  gentle  breathings  down; 
Preserve  us  to  the  end, 

That  no  man  take  our  crown; 
Our  Guardian  still  vouchsafe  to  be, 
Nor  suffer  us  to  go  from  thee. 

A.  M.  Toptady. 


CONSECRATION. 


336,       The  Vow  sealed  at  the  Cross.      L.  M. 

LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine; 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity; 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal, 
And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

4  Here,  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God, 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

Samuel  fravies* 
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337*    ~  Renouncing  all  for  Christ.        L.  M. 

C10ME,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above, 
/  Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill, 

And  set  my  longing  spirit  free; 
Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feast  on  thee. 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below, 

No  other  good  will  I  pursue: 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  noise  and  show, 
With  all  its  glittering  snares,  adieu. 

4  That  path  with  humble  speed  I'll  seek, 

In  which  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine; 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  1  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  consecrated  soul; 
Possess  it  thou,  who  hast  the  right, 
As  liOrd  and  Master  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast; 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require* 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  rest. 

Mad.  A.  Bourignon.     Tr.  J.  Wesley. 

338.  The  Lord  is  my  Portion.  L.  M. 

OLOVE,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 
And  guard  the  gift  thyself  hast  given: 
My  portion  thou,  my  treasure  art, 
My  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

2  Would  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  share? 
Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 
The  idol  from  my  breast  I'd  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  in  thee. 

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3  Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 
To  thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore; 
Gladly  I  all  for  thee  resign; 
Give  me  thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 

C.  Wesley. 

339.  A  timng  Sacrifice.  L.  M.  6 1. 

OGOD,  what  offering  shall  I  give 
To  thee,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies  ? 
My  spirit,  soul,  and  flesh  receive, 

A  holy,  living  sacrifice: 
Small  as  it  is,  'tis  all  my  store; 
More  shouldst  thou  have,  if  I  had  more. 

2  Now  then,  my  God,  thou  hast  my  soul: 

No  longer  mine,  but  thine  I  am: 
Guard  thou  thine  own,  possess  it  whole: 

Cheer  it  with  hope,  with  love  inflame. 
Thou  hast  my  spirit;  there  display 
Thy  glory  to  the  perfect  day. 

3  Thou  hast  my  body,  't  is  thy  shrine, 

Devoted  solely  to  thy  will: 
Here  let  thy  light  forever  shine: 

This  house  still  let  thy  presence  fill: 
O  Source  of  life!  live,  dwell,  and  move 
In  me,  till  all  my  life  he  love. 

Joachim  Lange.   Tr.  J.  Wesley. 

340.  Dedication  to  God.  H.  M. 

MY  soul  and  all  its  powers 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  shall  be; 
All,  all  my  happy  hours 
I  consecrate  to  thee: 
Me  to  thine  image  now  restore, 
And  I  shall  praise  thee  evermore. 

2  Long  as  I  live  beneath, 
To  thee  O  let  me  live; 
To  thee  my  every  breath 

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In  thanks  and  praises  give: 
Whate'er  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 

3  I  wait  thy  will  to  do, 

As  angels  do  in  heaven; 
In  Christ  a  creature  new, 
Most  graciously  forgiven; 
I  wait  thy  perfect  will  to  prove, 
All  sanctified  by  spotless  love. 

C.  Wesley 

341.  Self-Consecration.  L.  M.  D. 

0  JESUS,  delight  of  my  soul, 
My  Saviour,  my  Shepherd  divine, 
I  yield  to  thy  blessed  control; 

My  body  and  spirit  are  thine: 
Thy  love  I  can  never  deserve, 

That  bids  me  be  happy  in  thee; 
My  God  and  my  King  I  will  serve, 
Whose  favor  is  heaven  to  me. 

2  How  can  I  thy  goodness  repay, 

By  nature  so  weak  and  defiled? 
Myself  I  have  given  away; 

O  call  me  thine  own  blessed  child: 
And  art  thou  my  Father  above  ? 

Will  Jesus  abide  in  my  heart? 
O  bind  me  so  fast  with  thy  love, 

That  I  never  from  thee  shall  depart. 

Unknown. 

342.  Self-Dedication  to  the  Lord.       C.  M. 

RETURN,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest! 
From  God  no  longer  roam; 
His  hand  hath  bountifully  blest; 
His  goodness  calls  thee  home. 

2  Whnt  shall  I  render  unto  thee, 
My  Saviour  in  distress, 
For  all  thy  benefits  to  me, 
So  great  and  numberless? 

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5  This  will  I  do  for  thy  love's  sake, 
And  thus  thy  power  proclaim; 
The  cup  of  thy  salvation  take, 
And  call  upon  thy  name. 

•I  Thou  God  of  covenanted  grace, 
Hear  and  record  my  vow, 
While  in  thy  courts  I  seek  thy  face, 
x\nd  at  thine  altar  how:— 

.".  Henceforth  to  thee  myself  I  give; 
With  single  heart  and  eye 
To  walk  hefore  thee  while  I  live, 
And  hless  thee  when  I  die. 

James  Montgomery. 

343«  Accept  my  Heart.  C.  M. 

MY  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day, 
And  make  it  always  thine; 
That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  stray, 
No  more  from  thee  decline. 

2  Before  the  cross  of  him  who  died, 

Behold,  I  prostrate  fall; 
Let  every  sin  he  crucified, 
Let  Christ  be  all  in  all. 

3  Let  every  thought,  and  work,  and  word, 

To  thee  he  ever  given; 
Then  life  shall  he  thy  service,  Lord, 
And  death  the  gate  of  heaven! 

Matthew  Bridges. 

344.  The  Fullness  of  God.  CM. 

BEING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be; 
Our  sacrifice  receive: 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

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3  Heavenward  our  every  wish  aspires, 

For  all  thy  mercy's  store; 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requires, 
Is  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask;  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  to  embrace  thy  will; 
Turn,  and  revive  us,  Lord,  again; 
With  all  thy  fullness  fill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad; 
So  shall  we  ever  live,  and  move, 
And  be,  with  Christ  in  God.         a  Wesley. 

345*  Renewing  the  C&cenant.  C.  M, 

COME,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 
And  all,  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  Give  up  ourselves  through  Jesus'  power, 

His  name  to  glorify; 
And  promise,  in  this  sacred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  covenant  we  this  moment  make. 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind; 
We  will  uo  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleased  to  heai 
Come  down,  and  meet  us  now! 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive; 

Present  with  the  celestial  host, 

The  peaceful  answer  give. 

6  To  each  the  covenant  blood  apply, 

Which  takes  our  sins  away, 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day.  c.  Wesl*. 

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346*  Bought  with  a  Price.  C.  M* 

LET  him,  to  whom  we  now  belong, 
His  sovereign  right  assert; 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

_'  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own, 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price: 
The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone, 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  receive, 

Fulfill  our  hearts'  desire; 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 

And  in  thy  cause  expire! 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign; 

With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine 
To  all  eternity.  c.  Wesief^ 

347.  Je&m  my  All.  S.  M. 

JESUS,  my  truth,  my  way, 
My  sure  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  steps  I  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  wisdom  and  my  guide, 

My  counsellor  thou  art; 
O  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart 

3  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  cause, 
But  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  cross. 

4  O  make  me  all  like  thee, 

Before  I  hence  remove! 
Settle,  confirm,  and  'stablish  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love.  c.  iiv***. 

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348,  Write  thy  Law  upon  my  Heart.     S.  11 

THAT  blessed  law  of  thine, 
Jesus,  to  me  impart; 
The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
O  write  it  in  my  heart. 

2  Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3  Thy  nature  be  my  law, 

Thy  spotless  sanctity; 
And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 
My  happy  soul  to  thee. 

4  Soul  of  my  soul  remain! 

Who  didst  for  all  fulfill. 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfill  again 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  will.         a  Wester/. 

349.  The  Cross-Bearer.  8,  7  D. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be. 
Perish  every  fond  ambition; 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition ! 
God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too: 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me; 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue; 
And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  forsake  me; 

Show  thy  face  and  all  is  bright. 

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B  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me; 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me! 

0  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee! 

4  Go  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure! 
Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain! 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 
With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 

1  have  called  thee  Abba,  Father! 
1  have  stayed  my  heart  on  thee! 

Storms  may  howl  and  clouds  may  gather, 
All  must  work  for  good  to  me.   H.  F.  Lyte. 

350.  A  fall  Surrender.  8,  7,  4. 

WELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Eedeemer, 
Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine : 
Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 
Every  power  and  thought  be  thine, 

Thine  entirely, 
Through  eternal  ages  thine. 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 
Earth  and  hell  will  disappear; 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession, 
When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near; 

Shout,  O  Zion, 
Shout,  ye  saints,  the  Lord  is  here. 

William  Mason. 

351.  Consecration.  7. 

GIVER  of  each  perfect  gift! 
By  thy  cleansing  mercy  healed, 
Irp  to  thee  our  souls  we  lift, 
And  to  thee  our  bodies  yield. 

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2  Now  our  sacrifice  receive, 

Humbly  offered  through  thy  Son; 
In  thee  may  we  ever  live; 
In  us  may  thy  will  be  done. 

3  Meet  it  is,  and  just  and  right, 

Wholly  thine  that  we  should  be; 
In  thy  sacred  word  delight, 
Now  and  through  eternity. 

4  O  that  every  deed  and  word 

May  proclaim  how  good  thou  art! 
Holiness  unto  the  Lord, 
Now  be  written  on  each  heartlc.  Wesley,  ->iu 

352.  Perfect  Peace.  7. 

PRINCE  of  peace,  control  my  will; 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still; 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease, 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood, 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God: 
Peace  I  ask— but  peace  must  be, 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one: 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart; 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart. 

4  Saviour!  at  thy  feet  I  fall; 
Thou  my  life,  my  God,  my  all! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 
One  for  evermore  with  thee! 

Mary  A.  S  Barber 

353.  Asking  and  Receiving.  7. 

JESUS,  at  thy  feet  I  fall, 
tl    On  thy  sacred  name  I  call: 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 
Hear  my  prav'r  and  cleanse  my  soul. 

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2  This  I  humbly  beg  of  thee, 
Do  thou  make  me  truly  free; 
Free  from  Satan's  galling  chains, 
Free  from  sin  and  all  its  stains. 

3  Thou  the  sinner's  Saviour  art, 
Thou  canst  cleanse  the  contrite  heart; 
Thou  canst  fix  my  thoughts  above, 
Thou  canst  perfect  me  in  love. 

4  This  believing  I  rejoice, 

In  thy  love  with  heart  and  voice; 
Now  I  rise  to  live  for  thee 
Till  thy  glorious  face  I  see. 

H.  J.  Sownw/n, 

354-,  "  Ye  we  not  your  own."  7. 

TAKE  my  life  and  let  it  be 
Consecrated,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Take  my  hands  and  let  them  move 
At  the  impulse  of  thy  love. 

Chorus.— All  to  thee,  all  to  thee, 

Consecrated,  Lord,  to  thee. 

2  Take  my  feet  and  let  them  be 
Swift  and  beautiful  for  thee; 

.  Take  my  voice  and  let  me  sing 
Always— only— for  my  King. 

3  Take  my  lips  and  let  them  be 
Fill'd  with  messages  for  thee; 
Take  my  silver  and  my  gold, 
Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold. 

4  Take  my  moments  and  my  days, 
Let  them  flow  in  endless  praise; 
Take  my  intellect  and  use 
Ev'ry  pow'r  as  thou  shalt  choose. 

5  Take  my  will  and  make  it  thine, 
It  shall  be  no  longer  mine; 
Take  my  heart,  it  is  thine  own, 
It  shall  be  thy  royal  throne. 

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6  Take  mv  love,  my  God,  I  pour 
At  thy  feet  its  treasure  store; 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all  for  thee. 

Miss  Frances  R.  UucergdL 

355.  "Cleameth  from  all  sin."  7. 

AM  coming  to  the  cross; 
1  am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blind; 
I  am  counting  all  but  dross; 
I  shall  full  salvation  find. 

Bef.—l  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  thee, 
Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow; 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee; 

Long  has  evil  dwelt  within; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 
I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee,— 

Friends,  and  time,  and  earthly  store; 
Soul  and  body  thine  to  be- 
Wholly  thine  for  evermore. 

4  In  the  promises  I  trust; 

Now  I  feel  the  blood  applied; 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust; 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 

W.  McDonald, 

356 .  "0  leame  me  from  my  sin . "  7. 


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AVIOUR,  more  than  life  to  me, 

I  am  clinging  close  to  thee; 
Let  thy  precious  blood  applied, 
Keep  me  ever  near  thy  side. 


2  Through  this  changing  world  below, 
Lead  me  gently  as  I  go; 
Trusting  thee,  I  cannot  stray 
I  can  never  lose  my  way. 

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3  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
Till  this  fleeting  life  is  o'er; 
Till  my  soul  is  lost  in  love, 
In  a  brighter  world  above. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 
357*  Only  Jems  will  I  know.  7,  6,  7 

YALN",  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good: 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood; 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

All  thy  pomp,  thy  wealth  and  pride; 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 

'T  is  all  but  vanity: 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me! 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died! 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace 

And  pleasure  without  end; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

Ever  in  his  faith  abide: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Him  in  all  my  works  I  seek, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree; 
Only  of  his  love  I  speak, 

Who  freely  died  for  me; 
While  I  sojourn  here  below, 

Nothing  will  I  seek  beside: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified.  a  Wesley. 

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358.  Ighx  myself  to  Thee.  6.  6,  i 

SAVIOUK,  who  died  for  me, 
I  give  myself  to  thee; 
Thy  love,  so  full,  so  free, 
Claims  all  my  powers. 
Be  this  my  purpose  high, 
To  serve  thee  till  I  die, 
Whether  my  path  shall  lie 
'Mid  thorns  or  flowers. 

2  But,  Lord,  the  flesh  is  weak; 
Thy  gracious  aid  I  seek, 

For  thou  the  word  must  speak. 

That  makes  me  strong. 
Then  let  me  hear  thy  voice, 
Thou  art  my  only  choice, 

0  hid  my  heart  rejoice, 
Be  thou  my  song. 

3  May  it  he  joy  to  me 
To  follow  only  thee; 
Thy  faithful  servant  be, 

Ihine  to  the  end. 
For  thee,  I'll  do  and  dare, 
For  thee  the  cross  I'll  bear, 
To  thee  direct  my  prayer, 

On  thee  depend. 

1  Saviour,  with  me  abide; 
Be  ever  near  mv  side; 
Support,  defend,  and  guide; 
I  look  to  thee. 

1  lay  my  hand  in  thine, 
And  fleeting  joys  resign, 
If  I  may  call  thee  mine 

Eternally.  Miss  Mary  J.  Mason* 


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359.  Thirsting  far  the  Fullness  of  Lave.  L.M 


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THIRST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood; 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds:  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 


2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee: 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  sheltered  in  thy  bleeding  side! 
Who  thence  their  life  and  strength  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe? 
Thou  giv'st'the  power  thy  grace  to  movej 
O  wondrous  grace!  O  boundless  love! 

5  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring; 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Decked  with  a  never-fading  crown? 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, — 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

Ziuze.tdur/  &  Sitschmaun.  TV.  J.  Wesl*)/. 

360e  Waiting  for  the  Promise.         L.  M. 


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JESUS,  full  of  truth  and  grace! 

0  ail-atoning  Lamb  of  God! 
I  wait  to  see  thy  glorious  face: 

1  seek  redemption  in  thy  blood. 

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2  Thou  art  the  anchor  of  my  hope: 

The  faithful  promise  I  receive: 
Surely  thy  death  shall  raise  me  up, 
For  thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live. 

3  Satan,  with  all  his  arts,  no  more 

Me  from  the  Gospel  hope  can  move; 
I  shall  receive  the  gracious  power, 
And  find  the  pearl  of  perfect  love. 

4  My  flesh,  which  cries,— It  cannot  be, 

Shall  silence  keep  before  the  Lord; 
And  earth,  and  hell,  and  sin  shall  flee 
At  Jesus'  everlasting  word.  c.  Wesley. 

361.      The  Canaan  of  perfect  Love.       L.  M. 

GOD  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Which  shall  from  age  to  age  endure, 
Whose  word,  when  heaven  and  earth  shall 
pass, 
Eemains,  and  stands  forever  sure ; 

2  That  I  thy  mercy  may  proclaim, 

That  all  mankind  thy  truth  may  see, 
Hallow  thy  great  and  glorious  name, 
And  perfect  holiness  in  me. 

3  Give  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart, 

From  doubt,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free; 
The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  impart, 
And  let  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

4  O  that  1  now,  from  sin  released, 

Thy  word  may  to  the  utmost  prove; 
Enter  into  the  promised  rest, 

The  Canaan  of  thy  perfect  love! 

C.  Wesley. 

362*    Prayer  for  entire  Sanctification.    L.  M. 

OGOD  of  peace,  thee  we  implore 
On  us  thy  richest  grace  to  pour, 
And  wholly  sanctify  us  now, 
As  at  the  mercy  seat  we  bow. 

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2  Our  spirit,  soul,  and  body,  Lord, 
We  offer  up  with  one  accord, 

And  pray  that  these  may  blameless  be, 
Until  thy  presence  we  shall  see. 

3  Faithful  and  able  art  thou,  Lord, 
Who  callest  by  thy  gracious  word ; 
Now  touch  our  waiting  hearts  anew, 
And  sanctify  us  through  and  through. 

A.   W.  Orwig, 

363.  Prayer  for  Holiness.  L.  M. 

OTHOIT,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shine th  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free! 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross; 
Hallow  each  thought,  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee, 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  «*till, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill! 

5  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day; 

Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

Gerhard  Tersteegen.   Tr.  J.  Wesley. 

364.  Holy  Spirit,  come.  L.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  all  sacred  fire! 
Come  fill  thy  earthly  temples  now; 
Emptied  of  every  base  desire, 
Reign  thou  within,  and  only  thou. 

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2  Thy  sovereign  right,  thy  gracious  claim, 

'io  every  thought  and  every  power— 
Our  lives— to  glorify  thy  name, 
We  yield  in  this  accepted  hour. 

3  Fill  every  chamber  of  the  soul; 

Fill  all  our  thoughts,  our  passions  fill, 
Till  under  thy  supreme  control 
Submissive  rests  our  cheerful  will. 

4  My  outstretched  hands  to  heaven  I  lift, 

And  claim  the  Father's  promise  mine; 
The  altar  sanctifies  the  gift; 
The  blood  insures  the  boon  divine. 

5  'T  is  done!  thou  dost  this  moment  come; 

My  longing  soul  is  all  thine  own; 
My  heart  is  thy  abiding  home; 
Henceforth  I  live  for  thee  alone. 

6  Now  rise,  exulting  rise,  my  soul, 

Triumphant  sing  the  Saviour's  praise; 
His  name  through  earth  and  skies  extol, 
With  all  thy  power  through  all  thy  days. 

F.  Botiome, 

365,  Christ  all  in  all.  L.  M. 

HOLT,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 
1  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will: 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 
And  stamp  me  "with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye: 

Display  thy  glory  from  above; 

And  all  I  am  shall  sink  and  die, 

Lost  in  astonishment  and  love. 

3  Onfound,  o'erpower  me  by  thy  grace, 

l  would  be  by  myself  abhorred; 
All  might,  all  majesty,  all  praise, 
All  glory,  be  to  Christ  my  Lord. 

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4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height; 
Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall, 
As  less  than  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  that  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

C.  Wesky. 

366.  The  Will  of  God.  L.  M. 

HE  wills  that  I  should  holy  be: 
That  holiness  I  long  to  feel; 
That  full  divine  conformity 
To  all  my  Saviour's  righteous  will. 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  thy  soul 

Accomplished  in  the  change  of  mine; 
And  plunge  me,  every  whit  made  whole, 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  divine. 

3  On  thee,  O  God,  my  soul  is  stayed, 

And  waits  to  prove  thine  utmost  will; 
The  promise  by  thy  mercy  made, 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  in  me  fulfill. 

4  No  more  I  stagger  at  thy  power, 

Or  doubt  thy  truth,  which  cannot  move: 
Hasten  the  long-expected  hour, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  perfect  love. 

£  Wesley. 

367.  The  Prize  of  our  high  Galling.  L.  ?: .  6 1. 

JESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare; 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there: 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  1  am; 
Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame. 

I  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 

May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone. 

O  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole, 
My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown: 

Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove; 

My  every  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

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3  Unwearied  may  I  this  pursue; 

Dauntless  to  the  high  prize  aspire; 
Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heavenly  fire: 
And  day  and  night,  he  all  my  care 
To  guard  the  sacred  treasure  there. 

4  In  suffering  he  thy  love  my  peace; 

In  weakness  he  thy  love  my  power; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus,  iu  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life  he  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 

Paul  Gerhardt.     Tr.  J.  Wesley. 

368.  Christ  in  you,  the  Hope  of  Glory.  L.M.  6 1.. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  unfathomed,  no  man  knows! 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose: 
My  heart  is  pained,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  finds  rest  in  thee. 

2  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  suu, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there ; 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

3  O  hide  this  self  from  me,  that  I 

No  more,  but  Christ  in  me,  may  live; 
My  vile  affections  crucify, 

Nor  let  one  darling  lust  survive! 
In  all  things  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire  or  seek,  but  thee. 

4  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

To  save  me  from  low-thoughted  care; 
Chase  this  self-will  through  all  my  heart, 

Through  all  its  latent  mazes  there; 
Make  me  thy  duteous  child,  that  1 
Ceaseless  may,  "Abba,  Father,"  cry. 


SALVATION — ENTIRE  SANCTIFICATION. 

5  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call; 
Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 

"  I  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  all! " 
To  feel  thy  power,  to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  taste  thy  love,  he  all  my  choice. 

Gerhard  Tersteegen.     Tr.  J.  Wesley 

369.  Crucified  with  Christ.      L.  M.  6  1. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quickening  fire, 
My  consecrated  heart  inspire, 
Sprinkled  with  the  atoning  hlood: 
Still  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal: 
Thy  mighty  working  may  I  feel, 
And  know  that  I  am  one  with  God. 

2  Humble,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 
O  may  I,  as  a  little  child, 

My  lowly  Master's  steps  pursue  ! 
Be  anger  to  my  soul  unknown ; 
Hate,  envy,  jealousy,  be  gone; 

In  love  create  thou  all  things  new. 

3  Let  earth  no  more  my  heart  divide; 
With  Christ  may  I  be  crucified; 

To  thee  with  my  whole  heart  aspire: 
Dead  to  the  world  and  all  its  toys, 
Its  idle  pomp,  and  fading  joys, 

Be  thou  alone  my  one  desire. 

4  My  will  be  swallowed  up  in  thee; 
Light  in  thy  light  still  may  I  see, 

Beholding  thee  with  open  face; 
Called  the  full  power  of  faith  to  prove, 
Let  all  my  hallowed  heart  be  love, 

And  all  my  spotless  life  be  praise. 

C.  Wesley. 

370.  Blessed  are  the  Pure  in  Heart.      C.  M. 

OFOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me. 

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2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek. 

My  great  Kedeemer's  throne: 
"Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
"Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart! 

Believing,  true,  and  clean; 
"Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
Froin  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good; 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  My  heart,  thou  know'st,  can  never  rest, 

Till  thou  create  my  peace, 
Till  of  my  Eden  repossessed, 
From  every  sin  I  cease. 

6  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
"Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart. 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love,      a  Kesfep, 

3*71«  Entire  Purification.  (  .  M. 

TTtOKEVER  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
J?    Close  to  thy  bleeding  side; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea;— 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  "Wash  me,  and  make  me  all  thine  own; 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art; 
"Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, — 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart 

4  The  cleansing  of  thy  blood  apply. 

Till  faith  to  sight  "improve: 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love.  a  Wesbg. 

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372.  Give  me  Thyself.  C.  M. 

JESUS  hath  died  that  1  might  live, 
Might  live  to  God  alone, 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit' one. 

2  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire, 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire, 
To  be  dissolv'd  in  love. 

3  Give  me  thyself!  from  every  boast,. 

From  every  wish  set  free; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
But  give  thyself  to  me! 

4  Thy  gifts,  alas,  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  thyself  be  given; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  Paradise, 
And  where  thou  art,  is  heaven! 

C.  Wesley. 

373.  The  Best  of  Faith.  CM. 

LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
To  all  thy  people  known; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  loved  alone: 

A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above: 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire. 

Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  that  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in! 
Now,  Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart; 

This  unbelief  remove: 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love.  a  Wesley. 

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374,  The  Thought  of  God.  CM. 

HOW  the  thought  of  God  attracts 


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And  draws  the  heart  from  earth, 
And  sickens  it  of  passing  shows 
And  dissipating  mirth! 

1'  'T  is  not  enough  to  save  our  souls, 
To  shun  the  eternal  fires : 
The  thought  of  God  will  rouse  the  heart 
To  more  sublime  desires. 

3  God  only  is  the  creature's  home, 

Though  rough  and  strait  the  road; 
Yet  nothing  less  can  satisfy 
The  love  that  longs  for  God. 

4  O  utter  but  the  name  of  God 

Down  in  your  heart  of  hearts, 
And  see  how  from  the  world  at  once 
All  tempting  light  departs! 

h  A  trusting  heart,  a  yearning  eye, 
Can  win  their  way  above; 
If  mountains  can  be  moved  by  faith, 
Is  there  less  power  in  love  ? 

Frederick  W.  Fabe- 

375.  Faith  omnipotent.  C.  M 

1  1 0D  of  eternal  truth  and  grace, 
*  X  Thy  faithful  promise  seal; 

Thy  word,  thy  oath,  to  Abraham's  race, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfill. 

2  That  mighty  faith  on  me  bestow, 

Which  cannot  ask  in  vain, 
Which  holds,  and  will  not  let  thee  go. 
Till  I  my  suit  obtain: 

3  Till  thou  into  my  soul  inspire 

The  perfect  love  unknown; 
And  tell  my  infinite  desire, 
"Whate'er  thou  wilt,  be  done." 

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4  But  is  it  possible  that  I 

Should  live,  and  sin  no  more  ? 
Lord,  if  on  thee  I  dare  rely, 
The  laith  shall  bring  the  power. 

3  On  me  the  faith  divine  bestow 
Which  doth  the  mountain  move; 
And  all  my  spotless  life  shall  show 
The  omnipotence  of  love.  a  Wesley. 


3*76.      Pr  oyer  for  the  refining  Fire.       C.  M. 

MY  God,  I  know,  1  feel  thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 
And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

%  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad: 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove. 
Rooted  and  fixed  in  God. 

4  O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow! 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow! 

5  O  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall. 

And  all  my  sins  consume! 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

6  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 

Illuminate  my  soul; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  ever)*  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole.  a  Wettey 

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3T7«  Aspiring  after  Holiness.  (.'.  3£ 

mHOU  God  of  all-sufficient  grace, 
JL    My  God  in  Christ  thou  art; 
O  may  I  walk  before  thy  face, 
Till  I  am  pure  in  heart: 

2  Until,  transform'd  by  faith  divine, 

1  gain  that  love  unknown ; 
And  bright  in  all  thine  image  shine, 
By  putting  on  thy  Son. 

3  Now,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

In  council  join  again, 
To  reimpress  thine  image,  lost 
By  frail,  apostate  man; 

4  O  might  I,  Lord,  thy  form  express, — 

Begotten  from  above,— 
Be  stamp'd  with  perfect  holiness, 


And  fill'd  with  perfect  love 


m.wVy. 


8*78*  Come,  Lord  Jesus.  C.  M. 


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JESUS,  at  thy  feet  we  wait, 
Till  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise, 
Kestor'd  to  our  unsinning  state, 
To  love's  sweet  Paradise. 


2  Since  thou  wouldst  have  us  free  from  sin, 

And  pure  as  those  above, 
Make  haste  to  bring  thy  nature  in, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

3  The  counsel  of  thy  love  fulfill; 

Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord! 
Be  it  according  to  thy  will, 
According  to  thy  word. 

4  O  that  the  perfect  grace  were  given, 

The  love  diffus'd  abroad! 
O  that  our  hearts  were  all  a  heaven, 
Forever  filled  with  God!  r.  Wesley. 


SALVATION — ENTIRE  SANCTIFICATION. 

379.  For  entire  Consecration.  S.  M« 

JESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 

2  Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do; 
On  thee,— almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind. 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill: 

4  A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 
The  consecrated  cross. 

5  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly: 

6  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care; 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer.       o.  w$«iey. 

380.  Living  and  dying  to  Jems.         S.  M. 

TESUS!  I  live  to  thee, 
O    The  loveliest  and  best; 
My  life  in  thee,  thy  life  in  me, 
In  thy  blessed  love  I  rest. 

2  Jesus!  1  die  to  thee, 

Whenever  death  shall  come; 
To  die  in  thee  is  life  to  me, 
In  my  eternal  home. 

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3  Whether  to  live  or  die, 

1  know  not  which  is  best; 
To  live  in  thee  is  bliss  to  me, 
To  die  is  endless  rest. 

4  Living  or  dying,  Lord! 

1  ask  but  to  be  thine; 
My  life  in  thee,  thy  life  in  me, 
Makes  heaven  forever  mine. 

Henry  Harbattfk. 

381.  Perfect  Liberty.  S.  II. 

OCOME,  and  dwell  in  me, 
Spirit  of  power  within; 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear,  and  sin! 

2  The  seed  of  sin's  disease, 

Spirit  of  health  remove,— 
Spirit  of  finish'd  holiness, 
Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

3  1  want  the  witness,  Lord, 

That  all  I  do  is  right,— 
According  to  thy  will  and  word,— 
Well-pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

4  I  ask  no  higher  state; 

Indulge  me  but  in  this, 
And  soon  or  later  tht  r  translate 
To  my  eternal  bliss.  a  Wetiey. 

382.  Purity  of  Heart.  S.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

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3  Lord,  we  thy  presence  seek, 
May  ours  this  blessing  be; 
O  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart, — 
A  temple  meet  for  thee.  John  Kern  *  a.  </,,«. 

383*  The  new  Creation.  8,  7,  D. 

LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation; 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest. 
Take  away  our  bent  to  sinning; 

Alpha  and  Omega  be; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

8  Come,  alrcighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive; 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave: 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

ft  Finish  then  thy  new  creation; 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation. 

Perfectly  restored  in  thee: 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

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SALVATION— ENTIRE     SANCTIFICATIOS. 

384.  Joy  of  full  Salvation.  8,  7,  G  1. 

FULL  salvation!  full  salvation! 
Lo!  the  fountain  open'd  wide 
Streams  through  ev'ry  land  and  nation, 
From  the  Saviour's  wounded  side: 
Full  salvation!  streams  an  endless  crimson  tide. 

2  O'er  the  page  of  condemnation 

See  the  cleansing  current  flow, 
Washing  stains  of  deep  carnation 
Whiter  than  the  driven  snow: 
Full  salvation!  O  the  rapturous  bliss  to  know! 

3  Love's  resistless  current  sweeping 

All  the  regions  deep  within; 
Thought,  and  wish,  and  senses  keeping 
Now,  and  every  instant,  clean; 
Full  salvation!  full  salvation  from  all  sin! 

4  Life  immortal,  heaven  descending, 

Lo,  the  Spirit  seeks  his  shrine ! 
God  and  man  in  oneness  blending — 
O  what  fellowship  is  mine! 
Fall  salvation,  raised  in  Christ  to  life  divine. 

5  Care  and  doubting,  sin  and  sorrow, 

Fear  and  shame,  are  mine  no  more; 
Faith  knows  naught  of  dark  to-morrow, 
For  my  Saviour  goes  before; 
Full  salvation!  full  and  free  for  evermore! 

F.  Bottom  e 

385*  Prayer  for  full  Salvation.  8,  7. 

PURE  and  free  from  all  corruption, 
Lamb  of  God,  1  long  to  be, — 
To  redeem  me  from  destruction 
Thou  didst  die  on  Calvary. 

2  Here  in  humble  consecration, 
All  I  have  to  thee  I  give; 
Give  me  now  thy  full  salvation, 
Help  me  for  thyself  to  live. 


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3  Fill  my  heart  with  pure  affection; 

Make  me  holy  in  thy  sight; 
Bring  me  to  thine  own  perfection; 
Lead  me  ever  in  thy  light. 

4  Come,  thou  author  of  salvation, 

Through  thy  blood,  O  make  me  free! 
Fix  me  firm  on  faith's  foundation, 
In  thy  love  now  perfect  me. 

5  At  thy  feet  I  wait,  believing, 

Hear,  O  hear  my  humble  cry; 
Grant  me,  through  my  faith  receiving, 
Perfect  vict'ry  from  on  high. 

6  Lord,  I  trust  thee  without  doubting, 

Lord,  I  praise  thee,— I  am  thine! 
In  my  inmost  soul  I'm  shouting, 
"I  am  Christ's,  and  he  is  mine! " 

W.  Horn.  Tr.  H.  J.  Bowman. 

386.  &uMy  Trusting.  8, 7. 

I  AM  trusting,  trusting  surely 
In  my  precious  Saviour's  word; 
Peace  pervading  deeply,  purely, 
Fills  my  spirit  from  the  Lord. 

2  I  am  leaning,  wholly  leaning 

On  his  blood  and  righteousness; 
J^ow  a  new  and  richer  meaning 
All  the  promises  possess. 

3  I  am  longing,  daily  longing 

In  this  life  of  faith  to  grow, 
Strong  desires  my  heart  are  thronging 
Heights  and  depths  of  love  to  know. 

4  I  am  living,  hourly  living 

On  the  strength  which  he  supplies; 
Never  wearies  he  of  giving 

Answers  instant  to  my  cries. 
f  I  am  praying,  ever  praying, 

"  Let  thy  will  in  me  be  done," 
And  I  read  his  answer,  saying: 

"I'll  complete  the  work  begun."  jr.  X.  V. 

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387*  Panting  after  the  Fullness  of  Love.  f.  P.JL 

OLOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 

1  thirst,  1  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love,— 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  the  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart: 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine; 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 

4  O  that  I  could  forever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 

5  O  that  I  could,  with  favored  John, 
Becline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast: 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlasting  rest.  a  Weiiep 

388.  Ineffable  Love.  «. 

PSUS,  full  of  love  divine, 
I  am  thine  a»d  thou  art  mine; 
Let  me  live  and  die  to  prove 
Thine  unutterable  love. 

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2  More  and  more  of  love  I  claim, 
Glowing  still  with  quenchless  flame; 

"    All  my  heart  to  thee  aspires, 
Yearns  with  infinite  desires. 

3  Every  thought,  design,  and  word, 
Burns  with  love  to  thee,  my  Lord; 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit  joined, 

All  in  love  to  thee  combined. 

4  Ever  since  I  saw  thy  face, 
Proved  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Chose  thee  as  the  better  part- 
Love  has  filled  and  fired  my  heart. 

5  Jesus,  Saviour,  thou  art  mine; 
Jesus,  all  1  have  is  thine: 
Never  shall  the  altar-fire, 
Kindled  on  my  heart,  expire. 

6  Love  my  darkness  shall  illume, 
Love  shall  all  my  sins  consume: 
Sweetly  then  I  die  to  prove 

An  eternity  Of  love!  Benjamin  Gouffk. 

389.  Whiter  than  Snmo.  11. 

DEAR  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  perfectly  whole; 
I  want  thee  forever,  to  live  in  my  soul; 
Break  down  every  idol,  cast  out  every  foe; 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

Chor:   Whiter  than  snow,  yes,  whiter  than 

snow; 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 

snow. 

2  Dear  Jesus,  come  down  from  thy  thront-  in 

the  skies, 
And  help  me  to  make  a  complete  sacrifice; 
I  give  up  myself,  and  whatever  I  know- 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 

snow. 

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3  Dear  Jesus,  for  this  I  most  humbly  entreat, 

1  wait,  blessed  Lord,  at  thy  crucihea  feet, 
By  faith,  for  my  cleansing,  1  see  thy  blood 

flow- 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

4  The  blessing  by  faith,  I  receive  from  above; 
O  glory!  my  soul  is  made  perfect  in  love; 
My  prayer  has  prevailed,  and  this  moment  I 

know, 
The  blood  is  applied,  I  am  whiter  than  snow. 

J.  Nicholson. 

390*  Take  me  as  I  am.  8,6. 

BEHOLD  me,  Saviour,  at  thy  feet, 
Deal  with  me  as  thou  seest  meet; 
Thy  work  begin,  thy  work  complete, 
But  take  me  as  I  am. 

2  Spirit  of  God!  O  breathe  on  me! 
The  Saviour's  glory  make  me  see; 
Changed  to  his  image  let  me  be; 

Come  to  me  as  I  am. 

3  If  thou  hast  work  for  me  to  do, 
Inspire  my  will,  my  heart  renew, 
And  work  both  in  and  by  me  too, 

But  take  me  as  I  am. 

4  And  when  at  last  the  work  is  done, 
The  battle  o'er,  the  vict'iy  won, 
Still,  still  my  cry  shall  be  alone, 

Lord,  take  me  as  I  am!  Unknown. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE PRATER  AND  PRAISB. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


PRAYER    A2TD   PRAISE. 


391.  Christ,  our  Confidence:  6, 4. 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary: 
Saviour  divine, 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away; 
O  let  me,  from  this  day, 
Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart; 

My  zeal  inspire; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be— 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day;  . 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream; 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll; 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove; 
O  bear  me  safe  above, — 

A  ransomed  soul.  B. 

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392.  "Ineed  Thee."  P.  M. 


I 


NEED  thee  every  hour, 
Most  gracious  Lord; 
No  tender  voice  like  thine 
Can  peace  afford. 


Ref.— I  need  thee,  O  I  need  the«; 
Every  hour  1  need  thee; 
O  bless  me  now,  my  Saviour! 
I  come  to  thee. 

2  I  need  thee  every  hour; 

Stay  thou  near  by; 
Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  thou  art  nigh. 

3  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain ; 
Come  quickly  and  abide, 
Or  life  is  vain. 

4  I  need  thee  eveiy  hour; 

Teach  me  thy  will; 
And  thy  rich  promises 
In  me  fulfill. 

5  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

Most  holy  One; 
O  make  me  thine  indeed, 

Thou  blessed  Son.  Mrs.  Anna  S.  Hawks. 

393.  Prayer.  L.  M 

PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give; 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray  they  live. 

2  The  Christian's  prayer  't  is  God  indites, 
He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within, 

The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 
And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

3  And  wilt  thou  in  dead  silence  lie, 

When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  thy  prayer? 
My  soul,  thou  hast  a  friend  on  high, 
Arise  and  try  thy  interest  there. 

4  If  pains  afflict,  if  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distract,  if  fears  dismay, 

If  guilt  deject,  if  sins  distress, 

The  remedy's  before  thee,  pray. 
-  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak, 

Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame, 
Tray,  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not  speak, 

But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 
6  Depend  on  him,  thou  canst  not  fail, 

Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known; 
Fear  not,  his  merits  must  prevail: 

Ask  what  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  done. 

J.  Hart. 

394.  The  Mercy-Seat.  L.  M. 

FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat; 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place,  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet, — 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene,  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet  . 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  Ah!  whither  could  we  flee  from  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 

Had  suff Ting  saints  no  mercy-seat  ? 

5  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more; 

And  heaven  conies  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat.  H.  atoweiL 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

395.  Blessedness  of  Prayer.  L.  M» 

WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw; 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Kestraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright: 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

Wm.  Cowper, 

396.  At  Jems'  Feet.  L.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  forever  dwell, 
Delighted  at  the  Saviour's  feet; 
Behold  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat! 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its  blisa^ 
O  is  there  aught,  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  1  prize— 

A  life  of  penitential  love; 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 
And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above; 

4  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail, 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  vail, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake,  ji/™.  ei;?.  t?^* 

397.  To  the  Source  of  Wisdom.         I,.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring- 
To  him,  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing; 
Praise  him,  who  is  all  praise  above, 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

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2  How  vast  his  knowledge!  how  profound! 
A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned! 
The  stars  he  numbers— and  their  names 

He  gives  to  all  those  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold: 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine 

To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  But  in  redemption— O  what  grace! 
Its  wonders— O  what  thought  can  trace! 
Here  wisdom  shines  forever  bright- 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet^delight. 

John  Needham. 

398.         Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer.       L.  M.  D. 
CI  WEET  hour  of  prayer !  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
kJ  That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known: 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief; 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear, 

To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness, 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  s^'eet  hour  of  prayer! 
May  I  thy  consolation  share; 

Till,  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 
I  view  my  home  and  take  my  flight: 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize; 
And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 
Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 

\r.  w.  uvfo/A 

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399.  Sis  Loving-Kindness.  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He,  justly,  claims  a  song  from  me— 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  free! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate— 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  great! 

•3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along— 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood — 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good! 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail; 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath 

His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

Samuel  Medley 

400.  Jems  has  done  all  Things  icell.     L.  M 

"VTOW,  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 
l\l    To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raise, 
With  all  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

2  All  worlds  his  glorious  power  confess; 
His  wisdom  all  his  works  express; 
But  O  his  love,  what  tongue  can  tell! 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

3  I  spurned  his  grace— I  broke  his  laws, 
But  yet  he  undertook  my  cause, 

To  save  me  though  I  did  rebel; 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

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4  At  last  my  soul  has  known  his  love, 
What  mercy  has  he  made  me  prove! 
Mercy  which  doth  all  praise  excel; 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

5  If  e'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God 
Did  on  me  lay  his  chast'ning  rod 
I  knew  whatever  me  befell, 

My  Jesus  would  do  all  things  well. 

6  So  when  I  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  resign  my  breath, 
Then,  then,  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

7  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  rise, 
And  join  sweet  seraphs  in  the  skies, 
Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell, 

My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well.  8.  Medley. 

401*  Join  to  praise  Him.  L.  M. 

JOIN  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
To  sing  his  everlasting  fame; 
Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice, 
In  him  forever  to  rejoice. 

2  With  him  I  daily  love  to  walk, 
Of  him  my  soul  delights  to  talk; 
On  him  1  cast  my  every  care; 
Like  him  one  day  I  shall  appear. 

3  Take  him  for  strength  and  righteousness, 
Make  him  thy  refuge  in  distress; 

Love  him  above  all  earthly  joy, 
And  him  in  every  thing  employ. 

4  Praise  him  in  cheerful,  grateful  songs, 
To  him  your  highest  praise  belongs; 
Bless  him  who  does  your  heaven  prepare, 
And  whom  you'll  praise  forever  there. 

S.  Medley. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

402*  Praise  to  God.  L.  M. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  't  is  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise: 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heavenly  i'ames; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  n.irnes; 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord!  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  along  the  sky; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain,  * 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn; 
He  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn: 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  ? 
The  sprightly  man,  or  war-like  horse  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb  ? 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight; 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
He  looks  and  loves  his  image  there. 

/.  Watts. 

403.       y<>r  the  Spirit's  Guidance.         L.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  every  care, 
On  whom  for  all  things  1  depend,— 
Inspire,  and  then  accept,  my  prayer. 

2  If  I  have  tasted  of  thy  grace,— 

The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  stays, 
And,  hovering,  hides  me  in  his  wings; 

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3  Still  let  him  with  my  weakness  stay, 

Nor  for  a  moment  s  space  depart; 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 
Ami  keep,  till  he  renews,  my  heart. 

4  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  1  hear, 

Return,  and  walk  in  Christ,  thy  way; 

Flv  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near! 

*  C.  Weal&y. 

404.  True  Prayer.  C.  M. 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered  or  unexpressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

t  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 
The  falling  of  a  tear; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

g  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech. 
That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Piayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air; 
His  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death- 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "Behold  he  prays." 

6  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod: 
"Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray." 

J.  Montgomery. 
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405,  Prayer.  C.  M. 

PRATER  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 
Returning  whence  it  came; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 
And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourners  here, 
And  to  the  weaiy  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear; 
To  him  there's  music  in  a  groan, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 

Since  he  for  sinners  intercedes, 

Who  once  for  sinners  died. 

Benj.  Bcddo-me. 

406,  Meeting  in  Jems'  Name.  C.  M. 

SEE,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see, 
The  promised  blessing  give! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  joined; 
We  wait,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  tlrou  art  assembled  here, 

But,  O  thyself  reveal! 
Son  of  the  living  God,  appear! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feel. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day 

And  these  dry  bones  shall  live; 
Speak  peace  into  our  hearts,  and  saj 
"  The  Holy  Ghost  receive."       c.  w  *iej. 

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407.  The  Lord'*  Prayer.  C.  M. 

OUR  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 
All  hallowed  be  thy  name; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread; 

And  as  we  those  forgive 
Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not; 

From  evil  set  us  free; 
And  thine  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power 

And  glory,  ever  be.  Adoniram  Judson. 

408*    Prayer  far  divine  Interposition.    0.  M. 

"VTOW,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal 
_LM    And  make  thy  glory  known; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne 

And  plead  a  Saviour's  name; 
For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own, 
Is  vanity  and  shame. 

3  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  loved  before. 

4  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room.    j.  Newton. 

409.  Talk  with  me,  Lord.  C.  M. 

TALK  with  me,  Lord:  thyself  reveal, 
While  here  o'er  earth  I  rove; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  and  let  it  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

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2  With  thee  conversing  I  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  and  care; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  st&y , 

And  make  my  heart  rejoice; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway. 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face; 

'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek; 
To  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  thy  glory  see, 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

C.  Westey. 

410*       Prayer  moves  Omnipotence.       C.  M. 

niHERE  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 
JL    Beneath  the  wing  of  night; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts, 
When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 

2  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires, 

When  human  strength  gives  way; 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

3  That  eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  throngs; 

That  arm  upholds  the  sky: 
That  ear  is  filled  with  angel  songs; 
That  love  is  throned  on  high. 

4  But  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield 

When  mortal  aid  is  vain, 
That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach, 
That  listening  ear  to  gain. 

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5  That  power  is  prayer,  which  soars  on  high, 
Through  Jesus  to  the  throne, 
And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the 
To  bring  salvation  down.  [world, 

John  A.  Wallace. 

4.11-     Singing  the  Redeemer's  Praise.      C.  M. 


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FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise! 
Ihe  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace! 


2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 
Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

S  Jesus! — the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ear, 
'T  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  canceled  sin, 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks — and,  list'ning  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive; 
The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 

Your  loosened  tongues  employ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come, 
And  leap,  ye  laine,  for  joy.        C.  Wesley. 

412.  Look  to  Things  above.  C.  M. 

LIFT  up  your  hearts  to  things  above, 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
And  join  with  us  to  praise  his  love, 
And  glorify  his  name. 

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2  To  Jesus'  name  give  thanks  and  sing, 

Whose  mercies  never  end; 
Bejoice!  rejoice!  the  Lord  is  King! 
The  King  is  now  our  Friend. 

3  We  for  his  sake  count  all  things  loss, 

On  earthly  things  look  down; 
And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross, 
Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

4  O  let  us  stir  each  other  up, 

Our  faith  hy  works  t'  approve, 
By  holy,  purifying  hope, 
And  the  sweet  task  of  love.       C.  Wedey. 

413*  Perpetual  Pram.  C.  M. 

YES,  I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God, 
Through  all  my  fleeting  days; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 
Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

3  Nor  will  I  cease  thy  praise  to  sing 

When  death  shall  close  mine  eyes: 
My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  height* 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 

4  Then  shall  my  lips  in  endless  praise, 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
And  an  eternal  day. 

Ottiwell  HeginbothaiH. 

414.  Remember  me!  C.  M. 

OTHOU  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

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2  If,  for  thy  sake,  upon  my  name 

Keproach  and  shame  shall  be, 
I'll  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me. 

3  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 
Hear  and  remember  me. 

4  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

I  wait  thy  just  decree, 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath, 
I'll  cry,  "Kemember  me." 

5  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
O  Lord,  remember  me.      Thomas  Haweis. 


415.         The  Glories  of  our  King.  C.  M. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  Lord,  your  Master,  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  When,  in  his  earthly  courts,  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

4  0  for  the  day,  the  glorious  day! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  his  praise.  A*m  Steele. 

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416*  Evening.— Solitude.  0.  M. 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumb'ring  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, — 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day.      Phccbe  Brown, 

417.  Ths  Throne  of  Grace.  &  M- 

BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace; 
The  promise  calls  us  near; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow,— 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love, — 
That' we  may  serve  thee  here  below. 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

3  Teach  us  to  live  by  faith, 

Conform  our  wills  to  thine; 
liet  us  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

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4  If  thou  these  blessings  give, 
And  thou  our  portion  be, 
All  worldly  joys  we'll  gladly  leave, 
To  find  our  heaven  in  thee.       J.  Newtm. 

418*  Strike  your  Harps.  S.  M. 

YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
Down  from  the  willows  take; 
Loud,  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears, 

Subside  at  his  control, 
His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul.  a.  it/.  Topia&y. 

419*  Heaven  upon  Earth.  S.  M. 

MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  thee,  to  thee  I  call; 
1  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 

Ihis  dungeon  where  I  dwell; 
'Tis  Paradise  when  thou  art  here; 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  f  aGe, 

How  amiable  they  are! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  em  brace, 
And  nowhere  else  but  there. 

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4  Not  all  the  harps  ahove 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

5  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll: 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  center  of  my  soul.  /.  Watt*. 

420*  Trust  and  Aspiration.  L.  M. 

FATHER!  I  own  thy  voice, 
I  seek  thy  loving  face; 
The  fountain  of  my  sweetest  joys 
Is  thine  abounding  grace. 

2  Saviour!  I  cling  to  thee, 

Thou  victor  in  the  strife; 
Thy  blood-paid  ransom  set  me  free, 
My  peace,  my  hope,  my  life. 

3  Father!  behold  thy  child; 

Guide  me,  and  guard  from  ill; 
In  dangers  thick,  through  deserts  wild. 
Be  my  protector  still. 

4  Saviour!  gird  me  with  power 

For  thee  the  cross  to  bear; 
Victorious  in  temptation's  hour, 
Safe  from  the  secret  snare. 

5  Ancient  of  days!  to  thee 

By  love  celestial  drawn, 
My  soul  thy  majesty  shall  see, 
And  greet  her  glory's  dawn. 

S.  Wolcoft. 

421.  A  Song  of  Deliverance.  S.  M. 

MY  soul  doth  praise  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  is  so  great; 
He  doth  fulfill  his  gracious  word 
While  at  his  feet  I  wait. 

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2  He  daily  loadeth  me 

With  gifts  from  heaven  above; 
Bestows  his  grace  so  rich  and  free, 
And  fills  my  soul  with  love. 

3  He  doth  my  sins  forgive, 
My  longings  satisfy; 

Helps  me  the  life  of  faith  to  live, 
And  him  to  glorify. 

4  O  for  such  boundless  love, 

Let  heaven  and  earth  give  praise, 
To  him  who  reigns  and  rules  above, 
And  saves  me  by  his  grace. 

H.  J.  Bowman. 
422*  What  a  Friend.  8,  7.  D. 

WHAT  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 
All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear; 
What  a  privilege  to  cany 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 
O  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

O  what  needless  pain  we  bear — 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere  ? 
We  should  never  be  discouraged, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 

Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge- 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee  ? 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer; 

In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  thee, 
Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there.         Anon 

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423.  Newer  to  Thee.  e,  4. 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee: 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  :fl 
Nearer  to  thee. 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  etc 

3  There  let  the  way  appear 

Steps  up  to  heaven; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given, 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  etc. 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  etc. 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving'  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  etc. 

Mrs.  Sarah  F.  Adatm. 

424*         "-^  Way  they  knew  not."  6,  4 

SAVIOUR!  I  follow jon, 
Guided  by  thee, 
Seeing  not  yet  the  hand 
That  leadeth  me; 

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PRAYER    AND    PKAISE. 

Hushed  be  my  heart  and  still, 
Fear  I  no  further  ill; 
Only  to  meet  thy  will 
My  will  shall  De. 

2  Kiven  the  rock  for  me 

Thirst  to  relieve, 
Manna  from  heaven  falls 

Fresh  every  eve; 
Never  a  want  severe 
Causeth  my  eye  a  tear, 
But  thou  dost  whisper  near, 

"Only  believe!" 

3  Saviour!  I  long  to  walk 

Closer  with  thee; 
Led  by  thy  guiding  hand, 

Ever  to  be; 
Constantly  near  thy  side, 
Quickened  and  purified, 
Living  lor  him  who  died 

Freely  for  me!  C.  S.  Robinson. 

425.  "Something for  Thee."  6,4. 

SAVIOUR,  thy  dying  love 
Thou  gavest  me: 
Nor  should  I  aught  withhold, 

Dear  Lord,  from  thee: 
In  love  my  soul  would  bow, 
My  heart  fulfill  its  vow, 
Some  offering  bring  thee  now, 
Something  for  thee. 

1  My  feeble  faith  looks  up, 
Jesus,  to  thee, 
At  the  blest  mercy-seat, 

Pleading  for  me: 
Help  me  the  cross  to  bear, 
Thy  wondrous  love  declare, 
.    Some  song  to  raise,  or  prayer. 
Something  for  thee. 

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3  Give  me  a  faithful  heart- 

Likeness  to  thee, 
That  each  departing  day 

Henceforth  may  see 
Some  work  of  love  begun, 
Some  deed  of  kindness  done, 
Some  wanderer  sought  and  won, 

Something  for  thee. 

4  All  that  I  am  and  have— 

Thy  gifts  so  free- 
In  joy,  in  grief,  through  life, 

Dear  Lord,  for  thee! 
And  when  thy  face  I  see, 
My  ransomed  soul  shall  be 
Through  all  eternity, 

Something  for  thee.         s.  J).  Phelps 

426.      The  Fount  of  every  Blessing.    8,  7.  D 

COME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise: 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  naming  tongues  above: 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it; 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love! 

2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I've  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand' ring  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood! 

3  O  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be! 
Let  thy  goodness  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand' ring  heart  to  thee: 

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PRATER    AND    PRAISE. 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love; 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it; 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above,  r.  Robinson. 

427.  Praise  to  the  Deity.  8,  7  D. 

OMY  God,  how  thy  salvation 
Fills  my  soul  with  peace  and  joy, 
Patience  gives,  and  consolation 

Which  the  world  cannot  destroy! 
Praise  to  God,  the  glorious  giver, 
Christ,  the  Saviour  of  the  lost, 
And  the  Comforter  forever, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

2  For  that  love  whose  tender  mercies 

Purest  joys  do  daily  bring, 
1  will  in  my  life  confess  thee, 

With  my  mouth  thy  praises  sing: 
Praise  to  God,  the  glorious  giver, 

Christ,  the  Saviour  of  the  lost, 
And  the  Comforter  forever, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

John  S.  B.  Monsell. 

428.  Angels  and  Men  unite  in  his  Praise.  8, 7,  4. 

OTHOU  God  of  my  salvation, 
My  Kedeemer  from  all  sin; 
Moved  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee: 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin? 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour; 
He  hath  brought  salvation  near; 
Manifests  his  pardoning  favor; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

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3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM! 
I  with  them  will  still  be  vying, 
Glory!  glory  to  the  Lamb! 

O  now  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name! 

4  Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 

Lnperceived  amid  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crowned  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song: 

Hallelujah! 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong! 

Thomas  Olivers. 

429.  "  Thy  Face  ice  seek. ' '  T. 

LOKD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 
O  do  not  our  suit  disdain ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  eomx>assion  now  descend; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee;  here  we  stay; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind; 
Heal  the  sick;  the  captive  free; 

Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee.  W.  Haminen 

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430.  "Hb  first  loved  us."  T. 

AV10UR!  teach  nie  day  by  day, 

Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

2  With  a  childlike  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — 
In  obedience  all  her  joy; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

5  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe; 
Singing,  till  thy  face  I  see, 

Of  his  love  who  first  loved  me.Jane  E.  Leesm, 

431*  Encouragements  to  pray.  T. 

C10ME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
I  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  invites  thee  near, 
Bids  thee  ask  him,  waits  to  hear. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. . 

3  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

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4  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do; 
Every  hour  mv  strength  renew; 

Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

L     John  Xeu-fon. 

432.  "Hearer  of  Prayer."  7,  6  1. 

OTHOU  God  who  nearest  prayer 
Every  hour  and  everywhere! 
For  his  sake,  whose  blood  I  plead, 
Hear  me  in  my  hour  of  need: 
Only  hide  not  now  thy  face. 
God  of  all-sufficient  grace! 

2  Leave  me  not,  my  strength,  my  trust; 
O  remember  I  am  dust: 

Leave  me  not  again  to  stray; 
Leave  me  not  the  tempter's  prey: 
Fix  my  heart  on  things  above; 
Make  rne  happy  in  thy  love. 

3  Hear  and  save  me,  gracious  Lord! 
For  my  trust  is  in  thy  word; 
Wash  me  from  the  stain  of  sin, 
That  thy  peace  may  rule  within: 
May  I  know  myself  thy  child, 
Ransomed,  pardoned,  reconciled,    j.  Conder. 

433.  The  Hour  of  Prayer.        8,  8,  8,  4. 

MY  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 
From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  star, 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet, 
The  hour  of  prayer  ? 

2  Blest  is  that  tranquil  hour  of  morn, 

And  blest  that  solemn  hour  of  eve, 
When,  on  the  wings  of  prayer  upborne, 
The  world  I  leave. 

3  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven; 
Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude 
With  hopes  of  heaven. 

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•i  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief 
Here  for  my  every  want  I  find; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  halm  for  grief, 
What  peace  of  mind. 

5  Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear; 

My  spirit  seems  in  heaven  to  stay; 
And  e'en  the  penitential  tear 
Is  wiped  away. 

6  Lord,  till  I  reach  that  blissful  shore, 

No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be, 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 

In  prayer  to  thee.  Charlotte  Elliott. 

434.  The  Saviour  invited.  H.  M. 

COME,  ray  Redeemer,  come, 
And  deign  to  dwell  with  me; 
Come,  and  thy  right  assume, 

And  bid  thy  rivals  flee: 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

2  Exert  thy  mighty  power, 

And  banish  all  my  sin; 
In  this  auspicious  hour, 

Bring  all  thy  graces  in: 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

3  Rule  thou  in  every  thought 

And  passion  of  iny  soul, 
Till  all  my  powers  are  brought 

Beneath  thy  full  control: 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home, 
i  Then  shall  my  days  be  thine, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love, 
And  joy  and  peace  be  mine, 
Such  as  are  known  above: 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  ray  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

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435*  Everlasting  Praises.  L.  M.  6 1. 

LL  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure; 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor. 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eye-sight  on  the  blind; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind; 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

I.    Watts. 

436.  Exceeding  great  Joy.         C.  P.  M. 

COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 

O  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine! 
I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt. 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all,  perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne: 


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PRAYER   AND    PRAISE, 

In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise 
I  would,  to  everlasting  days, 
Make  all  his  glories  known. 

A  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace.  s.  Medley. 

437.  More  Lorn  to  Thee.  G,  4. 

MORE  love  to  thee,  O  Christ, 
More  love  to  thee! 
Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make, 

On  bended  knee; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 
More  love  to  thee! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 

Sought  peace  and  rest; 
Now  thee  alone  I  seek, 

Give  what  is  best: 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee! 

3  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisper  thy  praise; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

My  heart  shall  raise, 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee !  Mrs.  Elizabeth  P.  PrentU*. 


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CONFESSING  AND  REJOICING  IN  CHRIST. 

438.         The  Fairest  of  the  Fair.  L.  M. 

THOUGH  all  the  world  my  choice  deride, 
Yet  Jesus  shall  my  portion  he; 
For  I  am  pleased  with  none  heside; 
The  fairest  of  the  fair  is  he. 

2  Sweet  is  the  vision  of  thy  face, 

And  kindness  o'er  thy  lips  is  shed; 
Lovely  art  thou  and  full  of  grace, 
And  glory  beams  around  thy  head. 

3  Thy  sufferings  I  embrace  with  thee, 

Thy  poverty  and  shameful  cross; 
The  pleasures  of  the  world  I  flee. 
And  deem  its  treasures  only  dross. 

4  Be  daily  dearer  to  my  heart, 

And  ever  let  me  feel  thee  near; 
Then  willingly  with  all  I'd  part, 
Nor  count  it  worthy  of  a  tear. 

Gerhard  Tersteegen. 

439*      Vows  remembered  and  renewed.    L.  M. 

0  HAPPY  day  that  fixed  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love; 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  bouse, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart: 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart: 
With  him  of  every  good  possessed. 

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CONFESSING  AND  REJOICING  IN  CHRIST. 

5.  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

P.  Doddridge, 

440*  Not  ashamed  of  Jems.  L.  M. 

JESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days! 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  her  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon ! 
'Tis  midnight  with  my. soul,  till  he, 
Bright  morning  star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend! 
No,  when  I  blush  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
Till  then  I'll  boast  a  Saviour  slain; 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me.    J.  Grigg. 

441.         Jems  the  Way  to  Heaven.         L.  M. 

JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone; 
He  whom  1  fix  my  hopes  upon; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment; 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo!  glad  I  come;  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  whose  I  am; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

45  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found: 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "Behold  the  way  to  God!" 

J.  Cennick. 

442.  The  Joy  of  laving  Hearts.         L.  M. 

JESUS,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts! 
Thou  fount  of  life!  thou  light  of  men! 
From  highest  bliss  that  earth  imparts, 
We  tarn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 

2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call; 
To  them  that  seek  thee,  thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  find  thee  all  in  all. 

3  We  taste  thee,  O  thou  living  bread, 

And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still; 
We  drink  of  thee,  the  fountain  head, 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill! 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast; 
Glad,  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

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5  O  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away, 
Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light! 

Bernard  of  Clair vaux.  Tr.  R.  Palmer. 

443*  Conmtency.  L.  M. 

QO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 

(O  The  holy  Gospel  we  profess; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God; 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope,— 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord: 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

/.  Wails. 

444.  My  All  in  All.  L.  M. 

BEFORE  thy  face,  my  God,  1  fall, 
And  claim  thee  now,  my  all  in  all; 
My  soul  with  expectation  sweet, 
Lies  faint  and  trembling  at  thy  feet. 

2  My  warrant  in  thy  word  I  seek— 
I  seek— I  find— 1  hear  thee  speak; 
Thy  voice  my  bounding  spirit  thrills, 
And  all  my  heart  with  rapture  fills. 

3  The  blood  of  Jesus  speaks  my  peace; 
I  know  such  love  can  never  cease; 

I  rest  on  him,  and  need  no  more 
Than  Christ,  my  Lord,  for  evermore! 

H.  B.  Hartzler. 

445.  God  the  Fount  of  all  Good.         C.  M. 

MY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights!' 

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2  111  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun; 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  op'ning  heavens  around  me  shine, 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
If  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
To  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and- ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  'foe; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith, 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

/.  Watt, 

446.  Rejoicing  in  the  Lard.  C.  Tf 

QING,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
O  Your  great  Deliverer  sing: 
Ye  pilgrims,  now  for  Zion  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  His  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road; 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  gracious  God. 

3  Bright  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye 
While  laboring  up  the  hill.  P.  Doddridge. 

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447.         The  Conqueror  renowned.         C.  M. 

0  JESUS,  King  most  wonderful, 
Thou  Conqueror  renowned, 
Thou  sweetness  most  ineffable, 
In  whom  all  joys  are  found! 

2  When  once  thou  visitest  the  heart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine, 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart, 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  O  Jesus,  light  of  all  below, 

Thou  fount  of  living  fire, 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know, 
And  all  we  can  desire! 

4  Jesus,  may  all  confess  thy  name, 

Thy  wondrous  love  adore, 
And,  seeking  thee,  themselves  inflame 
To  seek  thee  more  and  more. 

5  Thee,  Jesus,  may  our  voices  bless; 

Thee  may  we  love  alone; 

And  ever  in  our  lives  express 

The  image  of  thine  own. 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux.     Tr.  E.  Caswall. 

448,  The  Love  of  Christ  constraineth  us.  C.  M. 

O'TIS  delight  without  alloy, 
Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name; 
My  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy, 
I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

2  My  passions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 

When  love  inspires  my  breast, 
Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
The  sovereign  of  the  rest. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 

Must  sound  from  every  joyful  string, 

Through  all  the  realms  of  bliss. 

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4  Swift  1  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 

And  hasten  to  my  home, 
I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  embrace; 
I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come. 

5  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills, 

Let  sin  and  death  remove; 
'Tis  love  that  drives  my  chariot  wheels, 
And  death  must  yield  to  love.     I.  Watt* 

449.  "Jems  only."  C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  very  thought  of  thee, 
With  sweetness  fills  my  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
O  Saviour  of  mankind! 

3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart! 

O  Joy  of  all  the  meek! 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  thou  art! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek ! 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?    Ah!  this, 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show; 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is, 
None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

5  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou, 

As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be; 
Jesus,  be  thou  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity*. 

Bernard  of  Clnirvaux.     Tr.  E.  CaswaU. 

450.  Chrut  above  all.  C.  M. 

LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue— 
It  has  no 'charms  for  me; 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  gra^  hath  set  me  free. 

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2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 

Nor  happiness  afford: 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
For  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed, 

So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 

When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice— 

1  bid  them  all  depart; 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart.        J.  Newttm. 

451.  Not  ashamed  of  Christ.  C.  M. 

I 


'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 


2  Jesus,  my  God!— I  know  his  name— 
His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

T  Firm  as  his  throne— his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 
Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place.  /.  Watts. 

452.  The  Voice  of  Jems.  C.  M. 

I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Come  unto  me  and  rest; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 
Thy  head  upon  my  breast! " 

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2  I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad; 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 
And  he  hath  made  me  glad. 
.3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
'Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water;  thirsty  one, 
Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live!" 

4  I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revlred. 
And  now  I  live  in  him. 

5  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  light; 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 
And  all  thy  day  he  bright! " 

6  I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  star,  my  sun; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 
Till  all  my  journey's  done.        H.  Sonar. 

.453.  The  charming  Name.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
'Tis  music  to  mine  ear: 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish; 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

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5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
With  my  last  lab'ring  breath; 
And,  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death.  P.  Doddridge. 

-454*  Precious  Faith.  C.  M. 

SWEET  to  reflect,  how  grace  divine 
My  sins  on  Jesus  laid; 
Sweet  to  remember,  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  sufferings  paid. 

2  Sweet  on  his  righteousness  to  stand, 

Which  saves  from  second  death; 
Sweet  to  experience,  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quickening  breath. 

3  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end: 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

4  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith 

To  trust  his  firm  decree; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  In  his  hand, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

5  Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope, 

That,  when  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  will  hover  round  my  bed, 
And  waft  my  spirit  home.  A.  M.  Toplady. 

455.  The  loving  Lamb.  C.  M. 


I 


N  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear; 

Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 
In  agonies  and  blood, 
Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  1  stood. 

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3  Sure  never  to  my  latest  breath, 

Can  I  forget  that  look: 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair: 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 

And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"I  freely  all  forgive; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid: 
1  die  that  thou  may'st  live." 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon  too.  John  Xe&toh 

456*  Amazing  Grace.  C.  M, 

AMAZING  grace!  how  sweet  the  sound! 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found— 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares 

I  have  already  come; 
'T  was  grace  that  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess  within  the  vail 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace.  John  Newton. 

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457.  Delight  in  God.  C.  M. 

LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 


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And  on  thy  care  depend; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same; 

May  I  with  thee  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  O  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith 

To  look  within  the  vail, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 
Whose  word  can  never  fail.       * 

4  He,  who  has  made  my  heaven  secure, 

Will  here  all  good  provide; 
While  Christ  is  rich,  can  I  be  poor? 
What  can  I  want  beside? 

5  O  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee; 

I  triumph  and  adore; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be, 
To  love  and  praise  thee  more. 

John  Byland. 

458.  Love  passing  Knowledge.  C.  M. 

LIGHT  in  darkness,  joy  in  grief; 
O  heaven  begun  on  earth; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  Treasure,  who 
Can  tell  what  thou  art  worth  ? 

2  O  Jesus,  Jesus,  blessed  Lord, 

What  art  thou  not  to  me  ? 
Each  hour  brings  joys  before  unknown, 
Each  day  new  liberty. 

3  For  thou  to  us  art  all  in  all, 

Our  honor,  and  our  wealth, 
Our  heart's  desire,  our  body's  strength, 
Our  soul's  eternal  health! 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

4  Burn,  burn,  O  love,  within  our  hearts, 

Burn  fiercely  night  and  day, 

Till  all  the  dross  of  earthly  loves 

Is  burned,  and  burned  away. 

5  O  love  of  Jesus,  blessed  love, 

So  will  it  ever  be; 
Time  cannot  hold  thy  wondrous  growth, 
No,  nor  eternity!  F  w.  Fater. 

459*       The  Pearl  of  greatest  Price.       C.  M- 


I 


'VE  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price! 
My  heart  doth  sing  for  joy; 
And  sing  I  must,  for  Christ  is  mine! 
Christ  shall  my  song  employ. 


Gho.—l  've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price! 
My  heart  doth  sing  for  joy; 
And  sing  I  must,  for  Christ  is  mine! 
Christ  shall  my  song  employ. 

2  Christ  is  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
My  Prophet  full  of  light, 
My  great  High-priest  before  the  throne, 


Ly  gres 
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King  of  heavenly  might. 

3  For  he  indeed  is  Lord  of  lords, 

And  he  the  King  of  kings; 

He  is  the  Sun  of  righteousness, 

With  healing  in  his  wings. 

4  Christ  is  my  peace;  he  died  for  me, 

For  me  he  shed  his  blood; 
And  as  my  wond'rous  sacrifice, 
Offered'himself  to  God. 

5  Christ  Jesus  is  my  all  in  all, 

My  comfort  and  my  love; 
My  life  below,  and  he  shall  be 
My  joy  and  crown  above.  j.  Mason. 

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430.  God,  my  Father.  S.  M. 

ERE  I  can  firmly  rest; 
I  dare  to  boast  of  this, 
That  God,  the  highest  and  the  best 
My  Friend  and  Father  is. 

i  I  rest  upon  the  ground 
Of  Jesus  and  his  blood; 
It  is  through  him  that  I  have  found 
My  soul's  eternal  good. 

3  His  Spirit  in  me  dwells, 

O'er  all  my  mind  he  reigns; 

My  care  and  sadness  he  dispels, 

And  soothes  away  my  pains. 

4  fie  prospers  day  by  day 

His  work  within  my  heart, 
Till  I  have  strength  and  faith  to  say, 
"  Thou,  God,  my  Father  art! " 

Paul  Gerhardt.  Tr.  Miss  C.  Wiukworih.. 

461*  Rejoicing  in  Hope.  7. 

pHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King ! 

\J  As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  blessed! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest; 
There,  your  seat  is  now  prepared, — 
There 's  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren!  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

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5  Lord!  obediently  we  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

John  Cennick. 

462.  Chief  of  Sinners.  7,  6  1. 

CHIEF  of  sinners  though  I  be, 
Jesus  shed  his  blood  for  me; 
Died  that  I  might  live  on  high, 
Died  that  I  might  never  die; 
As  the  branch  is  to  the  vine, 
I  am  his  and  lie  is  mine. 

2  O  the  height  of  Jesus'  love! 
Higher  than  the  heavens  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  of  sea, 
Lasting  as  eternity; 

Love  that  found  me,— wondrous  thought! 
Found  me  when  I  sought  him  not! 

3  Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be, 
Christ  is  all  in  all  to  me; 

All  my  wants  to  him  are  known, 

All  my  sorrows  are  his  own; 

Safe  with  him  from  earthly  strife, 

He  sustains  the  hidden  life.  MeComo. 

463.  A  Miracle  of  Grace.  8,  7.  D. 

HAIL,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus! 
Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious; 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
()  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven! 

0  what  joy  and  happiness! 
Love  I  much,  I  've  much  forgiven — 

1  'm  a  miracle  of  grace! 

2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 
Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 
Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way. 


CONFESSING  AND  REJOICING  IN  CHRIST. 

Witness,  all  ye  host  of  heaven, 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness, 
Love  I  much,  I  've  much  forgiven— 

I  'm  a  miracle  of  grace! 

3  Shout,  ye  bright,  angelic  choir, 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above, 
Whilst,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love. 
That  blessed  moment  I  received  him 

Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace; 
Love  I  much,  I  've  much  forgiven — 

1  'm  a  miracle  of  grace.  John  Wingrove 

464*  The  gracious  Substitute.  7,  6. 

I  LAY  my  sins  on  Jesus, 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load: 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White,  in  his  blood  most  precious, 
Till  not  a  stain  remains. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus; 

All  fullness  dwells  in  him; 
He  heals  all  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soal  redeem: 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

3  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus,— 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child; 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing,  with  saints,  bis  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 

Haratius  Bonar. 
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465.  Rejoice  in  the  Lard.  H.  M- 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King, 
Your  God  and  King  adore; 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  given.    Lift  up,  &c. 

3  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy, 
And  every  bosom  swell 
With  pure  seraphic  joy.    Lift  up,  &c. 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope; 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home. 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice, 
The  tramp  of  God  shall  sound,  Kejoice! 

V.  Wesley. 

466.  «&sws  the  Refuge  of  Believers.  L.  M.  6  1. 

THOU  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  love  divine, 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine; 
And  lo!  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  sjiame, 
I  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is, 

And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above: 
Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace, 

And  joy,  and  everlasting  love: 
To  me, 'with  thy  great  name  are  given, 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

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3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain; 
The  medicine  of  my  broken  heart; 

In  war,  my  peace;  in  loss,  my  gain; 
My. smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown. 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty, 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all.        a  Wesley. 

467.  The  Foretaste  of  endless  Bliss.     11,  12. 

MY  God,  I  am  thine;  what  a  comfort  divine, 
What  a  blessing  to  know  that  my  Jesus 
is  mine ! 
In  the  heavenly  Lamb  thrice  happy  I  am, 
And  my  heart  doth  rejoice  at  the  sound  of  his 
name. 

2  True  pleasures  abound  in  the   rapturous 

sound, 
And  whoever  hath  found  it,  hath  Paradise 

found: 
My  Redeemer  to  know,  to  feel  his  blood  flow, 
This  is  life  everlasting — 'tis  heaven  below. 

3  Yet  onward  I  haste  to  the  heavenly  feast; 
That  indeed  is  the  fullness,  but  this  is  the 

taste ; 
And  this  I  shall  prove,  till  with  joy  I  remove 
To  the  heaven  of  heavens  in  Jesus' s  love. 

C.   Wesley. 

468.  Ohrist  is  fmne.  7,  6  L 

HALLELUJAH,  Christ  is  mine! 
Knocking  at  my  door  he  stood, 
Pleading  all  liis  love  divine, 

Pleading  his  atoning  blood: 
"  I  have  power  to  pardon  sin: 
Dying  soul  shall  I  come  in?" 


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2  As  those  gracious  words  he  spoke, 

Lo!  I  felt  a  power  divine, 
Mightier  than  the  lightning's  stroke, 

Breaking  this  hard  heart  of  mine: 
Straight  the  door  I  opened  wide: 
"  Jesus,  Lord,  come  in,"  I  cried. 

3  Then  my  soul,  long  tempest-tossed, 

Entered  into  glorious  rest: 
All  my  powers  m  joy  were  lost; 

Holy  gladness  filled  my  breast; 
'Twas  a  trance  of  heavenly  love, 
Like  the  bliss  of  those  above. 

4  Sinful  pleasures  in  that  day 

Vanished  like  a  dream  from  view: 
Earthly  things  I  cast  away 

My  Redeemer  to  pursue*. 
'Tis  enough— his  love  divine! 
Hallelujah,  Christ  is  mine.        E.  P.  Barrows 

469*       The  Ground  of  Hope  and  Joy.  7. 

CHRIST,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground- 
Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy! 
Still  in  thee  let  me  be  found, 
Still  for  thee  my  powers  employ. 

2  Fountain  of  o'erflowing  grace! 

Freely  from  thy  fullness  give; 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it  "  Christ  for  me  to  live!" 

3  Firmly  trusting  in  thy  blood, 

Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound; 
Safely  I  shall  pass*  the  Hood, 
Safely  reach  Immanuel's  ground. 

4  Thus,  O  thus,  an  entrance  give 

To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky! 
Having  known  it  "  Christ  to  "live," 
Let  me  know  it  "  gain  to  die."  r.  Waniiaw 

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470.  My  Beloved.  11,8. 

OTHOU,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all! 

2  Where  dost  thou,  dear  Shepherd,  resort  with 

thy  sheep, 
To  feed  them  in  pasture  of  love  ? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  this  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 

Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they 
see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you 

seen 
The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone. 

5  He  looks!  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  re- 

joice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 
lie  speaks!  and  eternity,  filled  with  his  voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

a  Dear  Shepherd,  I  hear,  and  will  follow  thy 
call; 

I  know  the  sweet  sound  of  thy  voice; 
Restore  and  defend  me,  for  thou  art  my  all, 

And  in  thee  I  will  ever  rejoice.  Joseph  Swain. 

471.  Joys  of  first  Love.  11,9. 

OHOW  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above! 

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Tongue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  souJ  in  its  earliest  love! 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  received  through  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 

When  my  heart  first  believed 

What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet; 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song: 

O  that  all  his  salvation  might  seel 

He  hath  loved  me  I  cried, 

He  hath  suffered  and  died, 
To  redeem  even  rebels  like  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain; 

I  could  not  believe 

That  1  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  O  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  1  felt  m  the  life-giving  blood? 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blessed, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fullness  of  God.  a  Wesley 

472.  Longing  for  Christ.  8,  8  I 


H 


OW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see; 

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Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 
flowers 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me: 
The  Midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December 's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

•j  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice; 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear, 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  Summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

*  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say  why  do  I  languish  and  pine? 

/Vnd  why  are  my  Winters  so  long  ? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore: 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  Winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

John  Newton. 

473.  Bowid  for  Glory.  10,11. 

TELL  me  no  more 
Of  this  world's  vain  store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er; 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

A  country  I've  found 
Where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell    I'm  determined   on   that   happy 
ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe, 
In  Paradise  live, 

And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive; 
My  soul,  don't  delay- 
He  calls  thee  away, 

Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  that  glad 
day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know 
What  he  can  bestow, 

What  light,  strength,  and  comfort— go  after 
him,  go  ; 
Lo,  onward  1  move 
To  a  city  above, 
None    guesses  how   wondrous   my    journey 
will  prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win 
From  death,  hell,  and  sin, 

'Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ 
within: 

And  when  I  'm  to  die, 

Receive  me,  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus  hath  loved*  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

J.  Gin : i  bold. 

474.  «fen»  is  mine.  6,  -i,  6. 


F 


ADE,  fade  each  earthly  joy, 

Jesus  is  mine! 
Break  every  tender  tie, 

Jesus  is  mine! 
Park  is  the  wilderness, 
Earth  has  no  resting-place, 
Jesus  alone  can  bless, 

Jesus  is  mine! 

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2  Tempt  not  my  soul  a  way, 
Jesus  is  mine! 

Here  would  I  ever  stay, 

Jesus  is  mine! 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 

Jesus  is  mine! 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 
Jesus  is  mine! 

Lost  in  this  dawning  light 

Jesus  is  mine! 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried, 
Left  but  a  dismal  void, 
Jesus  has  satisfied, 

Jesus  is  mine! 

4  Farewell,  mortality, 
Jesus  is  mine! 

Welcome,  eternity, 

Jesus  is  mine! 
Welcome,  O  loved  and  blest, 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest, 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast, 

Jesus  is  mine!       Mrs.  Catharine  J.  Bwutt. 

4:75*  Sing  of  my  Redeemer.  7. 

WILL  sing  of  my  Redeemer 
And  his  wond'rous  love  to  me: 
On  the  cruel  cross  he  suffered, 
From  the  curse  to  set  me  free. 

2  1  will  tell  the  wondrous  story, 

How  my  lost  estate  to  save, 

In  his  boundless  love  and  mercy, 

Ha  the  ransom  freely  gave. 

3  I  will  praise  my  dear  Redeemer, 

His  triumphant  power  I'll  tell, 
How  the  victory  he  giveth 
Over  sin,  and  death,  and  hell. 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

4  I  will  sing  of  my  Redeemer, 
And  his  heavenly  love  to  me; 
He  from  death  to  life  hath  bro't  me, 
Son  of  God,  with  him  to  be.    p.  p.  buss. 

476.  Tto  Half  was  never  told.  CM. 

REPEAT  the  story  o'er  and  o'er, 
Of  grace  so  full  and  free; 
I  love  to  hear  it  more  and  more, 
Since  grace  has  rescued  me. 

Chorus:— The  half  was  never  told 

The  half  was  never  told, 
Of  grace  divine,  so  wonderful, 
The  half  was  never  told. 

2  Of  peace  I  only  knew  the  name, 

Nor  found  my  soul  its  rest 
Until  the  sweet-voiced  angel  came 
To  soothe  my  weary  breast. 

3  My  highest  place  is  lying  low 

At  my  Redeemer's  "feet; 

No  real  joy  in  life  I  know, 

But  In  his  service  sweet. 

4  And  O  what  rapture  will  it  be 

With  all  the  host  above, 
To  sing  through  all  eternity 
The  wonders  of  his  love.         P.  P.  Bliu. 

4t71.        0  ting  of  his  mighty  Love.  11 

0  BLISS  of  the  purified!  bliss  of  the  free! 
I  plunge  in  the  crimson  tide  opened  for  me; 
O'er  sin  and  uncleanness  exulting  I  stand, 
And  point  to  the  print  of  the  nails  in  liis  hand. 

Ctiorus-.—O  sing  of  his  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  his  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  his  mighty  love, 
Mighty  to  save. 

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2  O  bliss  of  the  purified !  Jesus  is  mine, 
No  longer  in  dread  condemnation  I  pine; 
In  conscious  salvation  I  sing  of  his  grace, 
Who  lifteth  upon  me  the  light  of  his  face. 

3  O  bliss  of  the  purified!  bliss  of  the  pure! 
No  wound  hath  the  soul  that  his  blood  cannot 

cure; 
No  sorrow-bowed  head  but  may  sweetly  find 

rest, 
No  tears  but  may  dry  them  on  Jesus's  breast. 

4  O  Jesus  the  crucified!  thee  will  I  sing, 

My  blessed  Redeemer,  my  God  and  my  King; 
My  soul  filled  with  rapture  shall  shout  o'er 

the  grave, 
And  triumph  in  death  in  the  "Mighty  to 

save." 

F.  Bollome. 
4*78.  I  low  to  tell  the  Story,  7,6. 

I  LOVE  to  tell  the  story 
Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love! 
I  love  to  tell  the  story! 

Because  I  know  it's  time; 
It  satisfies  my  longings, 

As  nothing  else  would  do. 
Chomts.—I  love  to  tell  the  story! 

■T  will  be  my  theme  in  glory, 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

2  I  love  to  tell  the  story; 

More  wonderful  it  seems, 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies, 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story! 

It  did  so  much  for  me! 
And  that  is  just  the  reason, 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 

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3  I  love  to  tell  the  story; 

'T  is  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story; 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  word. 

4  I  love  to  tell  the  story; 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I  sing  the  new,  new  song, 
*T  will  be  the  old,  old  story 

That  I  have  loved  so  long. 

Catharine  Hanhey. 
479.  "Soto  am  1  keep  from  singing?"  8, 7,  D. 

MY  life  flows  on  in  endless  song; 
Above  earth's  lamentation, 
I  catch  the  sweet,  though  far-off  hymn 

That  hails  a  new  creation; 
Through  all  the  tumult  and  the  strife, 

I  hear  the  music  ringing; 
It  finds  an  echo  in  my  soul- 
How  can  I  keep  from  singing? 

2  What  though  my  joys  and  comforts  die  ? 

The  Lord  my  Saviour  liveth; 
What  though  the  darkness  gather  round? 

Songs  in  the  night  he  giveth; 
No    storm  can  shake  my  inmost  calm, 

While  to  that  refuge  clinging; 
Since  Christ  is  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  — 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 

3  I  lift  my  eyes;  the  cloud  grows  thin; 

I  see  the  blue  above  it; 
And  day  by  day  this  pathway  smooths, 
Since  first  I  learned  to  love  it; 

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CONFESSING  AND  REJOICING  IN  CHRIST. 

The  peace  of  Christ  makes  fresh  my  heart, 

A  fountain  ever  springing; 
All  things  are  mine  since  I  am  his— 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing?    R.  Lowry. 

480,  "Closer  than  a  Brother."        8,  7,  D. 

I'VE  found  a  friend;  O  such  a  friend! 
He  loved  me  ere  1  knew  him; 
He  drew  me  with  the  cords  of  love, 

And  thus  he  bound  me  to  him. 
And  round  my  heart  still  closely  twine 

Those  ties  which  naught  can  sever, 
For  I  am  his,  and  he  is  mine, 
Forever  and  forever. 

2  I  've  found  a  friend;  O  such  a  friend! 

He  bled,  he  died  to  save  me; 
And  not  alone  the  gift  of  life, 

But  his  own  self  he  gave  me. 
Naught  that  I  have  my  own  I  call, 

I  hold  it  for  the  Giver: 
My  heart,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  all. 

Are  his,  and  his  forever. 

S  I  've  found  a  friend;  O  such  a  friend! 

All  power  to  him  is  given, 
To  guard  me  on  my  onward  course, 

And  bring  me  safe  to  heaven. 
The  eternal  glories  gleam  afar, 

To  nerve  my  faint  endeavor: 
So  now  to  watch,  to  work,  to  war, 

And  then  to  rest  forever!  Unknawn. 

481.  The  bright  Morning-Star.         P.  M. 

0  MORNING-STAR!  how  fair  and  bright 
Thou  beamest  forth  in  trust  and  light! 
O  So  v' reign  meek  and  lowly, 
Thou  Root  of  Jesse,  David's  Son, 
My  Lord,  and  Bridegroom,  thou  hast  won 
My  heart,  to  serve  thee  solely! 

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Holy  art  thou,  fair  and  glorious, 
All  victorious,  rich  in  blessing, 
Eule  and  might  o'er  all  possessing. 

2  Thou  heav'nly  Brightness!  Light  divinel 
O  deep  within  my  heart  now  shine, 

And  make  thee  there  an  altar! 
Fill  me  with  joy  and  strength,  to  he 
Thy  member,  ever  joined  to  thee 

In  love  that  cannot  falter; 
Tow'rd  thee  longing  doth  possess  me; 
Turn  and  bless  me;  for  thy  gladness 
Eye  and  heart  here  pine  in  sadness. 

3  Here  will  I  rest,  and  hold  it  fast, 
The  Lord  I  love  is  first  and  last, 

The  end  as  the  beginning! 
Here  I  can  calmly  die,  for  thou 
Wilt  raise  me  where  thou  dweilest  now, 

Above  all  tears,  all  sinning: 
Amen!  Amen!  Come,  Lord  Jesus, 
Soon  release  us;  with  deep  yearning, 
Lord,  we  look  for  thy  returning! 

P.  JS'icolai.   Tr.  Cath.  Winkuorth. 


TRIAL,  SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

482*      Faith  a  Substitute  far  Vision.      L.  M. 

'miS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 
JL    We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night: 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

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TRIAL,   SUFFERING  aM>  DISCIPLINE. 

4  So  Abra'm,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  cheered  him  on  his  toilsome  road. 

/.  Waits. 

483.  Blessing  for  Mourners.  L.  M. 

DEEM  not  that  they  are  blessed  alone 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep; 
The  Son  of  God  alone  makes  known 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears; 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

%  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night; 

And  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guest, 

But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny. 
Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

5  For  God  has  marked  each  sorrowing  day, 

And  numbered  every  secret  tear; 
And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay, 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

William  C.  Bryant. 

484.  Come  to  Me.  L.  M. 

WITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around, 
Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea; 
Yet  'midst  the  gloom  1  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper,  "  Come  to  me." 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest — 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee; 
O  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 
How  sweet  the  bidding,  "  Come  to  me." 

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8  When  against  sin  I  strive  in  vain, 
And  cannot  from  its  yoke  get  free, 
Sinking  beneath  the  heavy  chain, 
The  words  arrest  me,  "Come  to  me! " 

4  When  nature  shudders,  loth  to  part 
From  all  I  love,  enjoy,  and  see; 
When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
A  sweet  voice  utters,  "  Come  to  me." 

~>  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die; 
Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee; 
Heavenward  direct  "thy  weeping  eye, 
I  am  thy  portion,  "  Come  to  me." 

6  O  voice  of  mercy!  voice  of  love! 
In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony, 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above! 
And  gently  whisper,  "Come  to  me.'* 

Charlotte  Elliott. 

485.  Temptation.  L.  M. 

THE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, 
My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guard  and  guide  me  through  the  storm: 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill,    , 
Control  the  waves,  say,  "  Peace,  be  still!" 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

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TRIAL,  SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

6  Though  tempest-tost  aud  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek: 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 

William  Cowper. 

486*        I>  even  A  will  comfort  you.        L.  M. 

IN  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice, 
With  thankful  heart  and  cheerful  voice; 
Tims  saith  his  word,  so  kind,  so  true, 
"I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

2  Sweet  words!  O  let  us  bless  his  name, 
And  joyful  all  his  praise  proclaim; 
These  words  shall  foes  and  fears  subdue, 
"I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

3  Are  you  in  darkness  and  distress  ? 
Does  Satan  roar  and  break  your  peace  ? 
Fear  not,  but  still  the  truth  review, 

"  I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

4  Do  sore  afflictions  on  you  prey, 
And  pungent  sorrow  day  by  day  ? 

Look  to  this  word,  t'  will  bear  you  through, 
"I,  even  1,  will  comfort  you." 

5  If  death  in  gloomy  form  appear, 
And  overwhelm  your  souls  with  fear; 
Let  this  sweet  word  your  faith  renew, 
"I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you." 

6  And  when  each  happy  soul  attains, 
That  blissful  state  where  glory  reigns, 
This  song  shall  all  his  powers  employ, 
"God  is  my  comfort  and  my  joy."     6.  Medley. 

487.  Thou  art  our  God.  L.  M. 

OGOD,  thou  art  my  God  alone, 
Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry, 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 
A  thirsty  land  whose  springs  are  dry. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

2  O  that  it  were  as  it  hath  been, 

When,  praying  in  the  holy  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  I  have  seen, 
And  marked  the  footsteps  of  thy  grace! 

3  Yet,  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 

I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God; 
Thy  hand,  unseen,  upholds  my  ways, 
I  safely  tread  where  thou  hast  trod. 

4  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love, 

Dearer  than  all  besides  to  me; 
For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above, 
Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee? 

o  Praise  with  my  heart,  my  mind,  my  voice, 
Will  I  for  all  thy  mercies  give; 
My  soul  shall  still  in  God  rejoice, 
My  tongue  shall  bless  thee  while  I  live. 

James  Montgomery 

488.  The  Lard's  Help.  L.  M.  6 1 

BE  still,  my  heart!  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word; 
Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear? 

2  He  who  has  helped  thee  hitherto, 
Will  help  thee  all  thy  journey  through; 
Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  thee  home,  apace,  to  God; 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

John  Newton. 

489.  Title  to  Heaven.  C,  M 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eves. 

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2  Should  earth  against  toy  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all! 

1  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast.  /.  Watts, 

490*     "  Bear  the  Gross  after  Jems"      C.  M. 

MUST  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 
And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No:  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  Disowned  on  earth,  'mid  griefs  and  cares, 

He  led  his  toilsome  way; 
But  now  in  heaven  a  crown  he  wears, 
And  reigns  in  endless  day. 

3  How  happy  are  the  saints  above 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here, 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

4  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home,  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there 's  a  crown  for  me.       G.  X.  AUm. 

491*  G°d  count*  the  Sorrows.  C.  M. 

GOD  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 
Their  groans  affect  his  ears: 
He  has  a  book  for  their  complaints, 
A  bottle  for  their  tears. 

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2  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night, 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

3  Let  those  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessing  home.         I.  Watts 

492.  Fe-arUss  in  the  Furnace  of  Affliction.  C.  3 


1  OD  of  thine  Israel's  faithful  three, 
T  Who  braved  the  tyrant's  ire. 
Who  nobly  scorned  to  bow  the  knee, 
And  walked,  unhurt,  in  fire:— 


2  O  breathe  their  faith  into  my  breast, 

In  every  trying  hour; 
And  stand,  (5  Son  of  man,  confessed 
In  all  thy  saving  power! 

3  While  thou,  almighty7  Lord,  art  nigh, 

My  soul  disdains  to  fear; 
Both  sin  and  Satan  I  defy, 
Still  impotently  near: 

■4  The  earth  and  hell  their  wars  may  wage,— 
I  mark  their  vain  design: 
And  calmly  smile  to  see  them  rage 
Against  a  child  of  thine.  C.  Wesley 

493.  God,  my  Supporter,  and  my  Hope.  C.  M 

GOD,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope; 
My  help  forever  near: 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  help  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 
Through  this  dark  wilderness; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thv  face. 

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3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'T  would  he  no  joy  to  me; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  tnee. 

4  What,  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint.  /.  Watt& 

494*  Fw  victorious  Faith.  C.  M. 

OFOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe; 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chast'ning  rod, 
But  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain 
Will  lean  upon  its  God; — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt;— 

4  That  bears  unmoved    the  world's  dread 

frown, 
Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile; 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Or  Satan's  arts  beguile; 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Illumes  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then  whate'er  may  come, 
We  '11  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home.  jr.  H.  B<uhur»L 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

495*       Strength,  Fortress,  Refuge.  C.  M. 

DEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still, 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat, 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

Anne  Steele. 

496.        "Not  my  Will,  but  Thine."       C.  M 

HOW  sweet,  to  be  allowed  to  pray 
To  God,  the  holy  One, 
With  filial  love  and  trust  to  say, 
O  God,  thy  will  be  done! 

2  We  in  these  sacred  words  can  find 

A  cure  for  eveiy  ill; 
They  calm  and  soothe  the  troubled  mind, 
And  bid  all  care  be  still. 

3  O  let  that  will  which  gave  me  breath, 

And  an  immortal  soul, 
In  joy  or  grief,  in  life  or  death, 
My  every  wish  control. 

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4  tj  teach  my  heart  the  blessed  way, 
To  imitate  thy  Son! 
Teach  me,  O  God,  in  truth  to  pray, 
"Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

Mrs.  Eliza  Lee  Follen. 

4$T»  Submissive  Resignation.  C.  M. 

OLORDi  my  best  desire  fulfill, 
And  help  me  to  resign 
life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine". 

1  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command. 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No!  rather  let  me  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favor,  all  my  journey  through, 

Shall  be  my  rich  supply; 
What  else  1  want,  or  think  I  do, 
Let  wisdom  still  deny.  w.  Cowper. 

498.  Trust.  C.  M. 

/CONTENT,  O  Lord,  and  free  from  fear, 
\J  I  calmly  trust  in  thee; 
I  murmur  not  within  the  sphere 
Thy  love  assigns  to  me. 

2  I  leave  to  thy  disposing  hand, 

Events  I  cannot  mold; 
With  steadfast  faith  serene  I  stand, 
And  see  thy  plan  unfold. 

3  The  service  which  the  Master  finds, 

It  is  my  joy  to  share; 
The  burden  which  thy  wisdom  binds, 
With  patient  hope  I  bear. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

4  To  duty's  call,  the  voice  of  God, 
My  heart  responsive  cries; 
Beneath  affliction's  chastening  rod, 

My  SOUl  Submissive  lies.  Samuel  WoleoQ. 

499.  Unfaltering  Trust.  C.  M. 

FATHER  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend, 
O  lead  us  gently  on, 
Until  life's  trial-time  shall  end, 
And  heavenly  peace  be  won. 

\  We  know  not  what  the  path  may  be 
As  yet  by  us  untrod; 
But  we  can  trust  our  all  to  thee, 
Our  Father,  and  our  God. 

3  If  called,  like  Abraham's  child,  to  climb 

The  hill  of  sacrifice, 
Some  angel  may  be  there  in  time; 
Deliverance  shall  arise: 

4  Or,  if  some  darker  lot  be  good, 

O  teach  us  to  endure 
The  sorrow,  pain,  or  solitude, 
That  make  the  spirit  pure. 

5  Christ  by  no  flowery  pathway  came; 

And  we,  his  followers  here, 
Must  do  thy  will  and  praise  thy  name, 
In  hope,  and  love,  and  fear. 

6  And,  till  in  heaven  we  sinless  bow, 

And  faultless  anthems  raise, 
O  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  now 
Accept  our  feeble  praise.     William  J.  Ire** 

500*  Prayer  for  SiiJmmian.  0.  If. 

FATHEE,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise:— 

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2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life  and  death  attend; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Anne  Steele, 

501*    To  live  is  Christ,  and  to  die  is  gain.    C.  JL 

LORD,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 
Whether  I  die  or  live; 
To  love  and  serve  thee  is  my  share, 
And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 

2  If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad 

That  I  may  long  obey; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day  ? 

3  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before; 
He  that  unto  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  his  door. 

4  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me  meet 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see; 
For,  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be! 

5  Then  1  shall  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  the  triumphant  saints 
Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

6  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim; 
But  'tis  enough,  that  Christ  knows  all, 

And  I  Shall  be  With  him.        Richard  Baxten- 
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THK    CHRISTIAN    LIFE — 

502,  God's  Peace.  (J.  M. 

WE  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God! 
Deep  as  the  soundless  sea, 
Which  falls  like  sunshine  on  the  road 
Of  those  who  trust  in  thee. 

2  We  ask  not,  Father,  for  repose 

Which  comes  from  outward  rest, 
If  we  may  have  through  all  life's  woes 
Thy  peace  within  our  breast; — 

3  That  peace  which  suffers  and  is  strong, 

Trusts  where  it  cannot  see, 
Deems  not  the  trial-way  too  long, 
But  leaves  the  end  with  thee;— 

4  That  peace  which  flows  serene  and  deep— 

A  river  in  the  soul, 
Whose  banks  a  living  verdure  keep: 
God's  sunshine  o'er  the  whole! 

5  Such,  Father,  give  our  hearts  such  peace, 

Whate'er  the  outward  be, 
Till  all  life's  discipline  shall  cease, 
And  we  go  home  to  thee.  Unknown. 

503.  Light  at  Evening.  C.  M. 

WE  journey  through  a  vale  of  tears, 
By  many  a  cloud  o'ercast; 
And  worldly  cares  and  worldly  fears, 
Go  with  us  to  the  last. 

2  Not  to  the  last!  thy  word  hath  said, 
Could  we  but  read  aright, 
"  Poor  pilgrim,  lift  in  hope  thy  head, 
At  eve  it  shall  be  light ! " 

5  Though  earthbom  shadows  now  may  shroud 
Thy  thorny  path  awhile, 
God's  blessed  word  can  part  each  cloud. 
And  bid  the  sunshine  smile. 


TRIAL,  SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

1  Only  believe,  in  living  faith, 
His  love  and  power  divine; 
And  ere  thy  sun  shall  set  in  death, 
His  light  shall  round  thee  shine. 
S  When  tempest  clouds  are  dark  on  high. 
His  how  of  love  and  peace 
Shines  sweetly  in  the  vaulted  sky, 
A  pledge  that  storms  shall  cease. 
8  Hold  on  thy  way,  with  hope  unchilled, 
By  faith  and  not  by  sight, 
And  thou  shalt  own  his  word  fulfilled, 

"At  eve  it  Shall  be  light."     Bernard  Barton. 

504*        He  ruleth  all  Things  well.  S.  M. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 
Bid  every  care  begone. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not? 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

5  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway, 

To  choose  and  to  command; 
So  shalt  thou,  wondering,  own  his  way, 
How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand! 

6  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsels  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought, 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

Paul  Gerhard*.   Tr.  J.  Wetkf. 
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505.  Safety  in  trusting  the,  Lord.         &.  M. 

COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands,— 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands, 

2  Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey: 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet,— 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

3  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So,  safe,  shalt  thou  go  on; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 
So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 

4  No  profit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self -consuming  care; 
To  him  command  thy  cause, — his  ear 
Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

5  Thy  everlasting  truth, 

Father,  thy  ceasless  love, 
Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 
What  best  for  each  will  prove. 

6  When  thou  arisest,  Lord, 

What  shall  thy  work  withstand  ? 
Whate'er  thy  children  need  thou  giv'st; 
And  who  shall  stay  thy  hand? 

Paul  Gerhardt.   Tr.  J.  Wesley. 

506.  The  Lard  a  Shelter.  S.  M. 

WHEN  overwhelmed  with  grief, 
My  heart  within  me  dies; 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That  'a  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade! 

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3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
Forever  I'll  abide; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide.  1.  Watt^ 

507.  "Thy  Will  be  doner  S.  M. 


I 


T  is  thy  hand,  my  God; 

My  sorrow  comes  from  thee: 
I  how  beneath  thy  chastening  rod, 
'Tis  love  that  bruises  me. 


2  I  would  not  murmur,  Lord; 

Before  thee  I  am  dumb: 
Lest  I  should  breathe  one  murmuring  word, 
To  thee  for  help  I  come. 

3  My  God,  thy  name  is  Love; 

A  Father's  hand  is  thine; 
With  tearful  eyes  I  look  above, 
And  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  mine! " 

4  I  know  thy  will  is  right, 

Though  it  may  seem  severe; 

Thy  path  is  still  unsullied  light, 

Though  dark  it  oft  appear. 

5  Jesus  for  me  hath  died; 

Thy  Son  thou  didst  not  spare: 
His  pierced  hands,  his  bleeding  side, 
Thy  love  for  me  declare. 

6  Here  my  poor  heart  can  rest; 

My  God  it  cleaves  to  thee: 
Thy  will  is  love,  thine  end  is  blest, 
All  work  for  good  to  me.        James  G.  Deck. 

508.  Afflictions  blessed.  S.  M. 

HOW  tender  is  thy  hand, 
O  thou  most  gracious  Lord ! 
Afflictions  came  at  thy  command, 
And  left  us  at  thy  word. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 

That  chastened  us  for  sin  ! 
How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God 
Where  deep  distress  had  been! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  love  we  knew: 
'Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt. 
And  found  his  promise  true. 

4  Now  will  we  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  strength  confide: 
Forever  be  his  name  adored, 
For  there  is  none  beside. 

Thomas  Hasting 

509.  Thy  Qentlemss  hath  made  me  great.  S.M 

HOW  gentle  God's  commands! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day: 
I  '11  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

510*  "Blessed  be  my  Bock."  S.M. 

I  STAND  on  Zion's  mount, 
And  view  my  starry  crown : 
No  power  on  earth  my  hope  can  shake, 
Nor  hell  can  thrust  me  down. 

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1  The  lofty  hills  and  towers 

That  lift  their  heads  on  high, 
Shall  all  be  leveled  low  in  dust— 
Their  very  names  shall  die. 

3  The  vaulted  heavens  shall  fall, 
Built  by  Jehovah's  hands; 
But,  firmer  than  the  heavens,  the  Rock 
Of  my  salvation  stands.    Jot.  Swain,  alt. 

511.  Lead,  kindly  Light.  10,4,10. 

LEAD,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling, 
gloom, 
Lead  thou  me  on! 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home; 

Lead  thou  me  on! 
Keep  thou  my  feet;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene;  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on: 
1  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path;  but  now 

Lead  thou  me  on! 
1  loved  the  garish  day,  and,  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will.     Remember  not  past 
years! 

3  So  long  thy  power  hath  blessed  me,  sure  it 

still 
Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen ,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone, 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 
Which   I    have    loved    iong  since,   and  lost 
awhile! 

4  Meanwhile,  along  the  narrow,  rugged  path 

Thyself  hast  trod, 
Lead,  Saviour,  lead  me  home  in  childlike  faith, 

Home  to  my  God, 
To  rest  forever  after  earthly  strife, 
In  the  calm  light  of  everlasting  life. 

J.  H.  Nevrm m>,  partly. 
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512.  "Looking  unto  Jesus.'*  11. 

OEYES  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are 
sore! 
Look  off  unto  Jesus,  now  sorrow  no  more! 
The  light  of  his  countenance  shineth  so  hright, 
That  here,  as  in  heaven,  there  need  be  no 
night. 

2  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  cannot 

fear; 
1  tremble  no  more  when  I  see  Jesus  near; 
1  know  that  his  presence  my  safeguard  will  be, 
For,  "Why  are  you  troubled  ?  "  he  saith  unto 

me. 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  O  may  I  be  found, 
When  Jordan's  dark  waters  encompass  me 

round : 
They  bear  me  away  in  his  presence  to  be: 

1  see  him  still  nearer  whom  always  1  >ije. 

4  Then,   then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty 

and  grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face  to  face; 
•Shall  know  how  his  love  went  befoie  me  each 

day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned  away. 

Unknown* 

513.  The  firm  Foundation.  11. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,   ye  saints  of  the 
Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith,  in  his  excellent  word; 
What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath 

said, 
Who  unto  the  Saviour  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismayed! 
For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  tlieeaid; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

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3  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  th«« 

to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  Even  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 
And  then,  when  gray  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

borne. 

6  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  re- 

pose, 

1  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to 

shake, 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake! 

G.  Keith. 

514.  Encouraging.  C.  P.  M. 

COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  through  this  wilderness, 
Who  still  your  bodies  feel: 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode, 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

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3  Who  suffer  with  our  master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  downf 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown,  a  TFe*fef. 

515.  Peace  and  Jay.  7,  •. 

SOMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
The  Christian  while  he  sings; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 

With  healing  on  his  wings; 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 
To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We. sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new: 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 

But  he  will  bear  us  through; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too: 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 

No  creature  but  is  fed; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens. 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 
Though  all  the  fields  should  wither. 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice; 


TRIAL,   SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

For  while  in  him  eon  tiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice.  William  Cotcper. 

516.  No  Vaunefor  Fear.  7, 6. 

GOD  is  my  strong  salvation; 
What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 
My  light,  my  help,  is  near: 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  in  the  fight  I  stand; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 
With  God  at  my  right  hand? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait; 
His  truth  he  thine  affiance, 

When  faint  and  desolate; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 

James  Montgomery. 

517.  He  can  all  our  Sorrows  heal.       11,  10. 

COME,   ye  disconsolate,   where'er  ye  lan- 
guish, 
Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 

anguish; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  comfortless,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  cannot  cure. 

8  Here  see  the  bread  of  life;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God  pure  from  above; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love,  come,  ever  knowing, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  Heaven  can  remove. 

Thos.  Moore  &  T.  Hastings. 
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518.  Look  to  Jesus.  8,  7,  4. 

MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness? 
Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  griefs  he  turned  to  gladness; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  he  gone: 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What,  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  tease  thee  day  hy  day, 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay; 

Thou  shalt  conquer, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within, 

Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin; 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word.    J.  Faivee.it. 

519 e  Lead  us  gently.  8,  7.  D. 

C\  EXTLY,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 
\J  Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears; 
Thro'  the  changes  thou  'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 
When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, — 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
And,  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  on  thy  bosom  rest, 
Till,  by  angel-bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest.       t.  Hastings. 

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520*  Lo,  I  amwithyoualway.      8,  7.  D 

ALWAYS  with  us,  always  with  us;— 
Words  of  cheer  and  words  of  love; 
Thus  the  risen  Saviour  whispers, 
From  his  dwelling-place  above. 
With  us  when  we  toil  in  sadness, 

Sowing  much,  and  reaping  none; 
Telling  us  that  in  the  future 
Golden  harvests  shall  be  won. 

'2  With  us  when  the  storm  is  sweeping 

O'er  our  pathway  dark  and  drear; 
Waking  hope  within  our  bosoms, 

Stilling  every  anxious  fear. 
With  us  in  the  lonely  valley, 

When  we  cross  the  chilling  stream; 
Lighting  up  the  steps  to  glory 

With  salvation's  radiant  beam. 

Edwin  H.  Xevin. 

521.  He  is  Faithful  8,  7. 

"VTEVEE  can  the  word  be  broken, 

JlN    Long  ago  Jehovah  vowed, 
When  he  set  his  friendly  token 
On  the  dark  and  murky  cloud. 

2  In  the  stormy  gloom  of  sorrows, 
In  the  darkest  days  of  woe, 

In  the  fear  of  sad  to-morrows, 
We  shall  see  his  shining  bow. 

3  After  grief  shall  come  the  gladness; 
Joy  and  pleasure  after  pain; 
Tearless  rapture  after  sadness; 
Blessed  sunshine  after  rain. 

4  Still  his  rainbow  is  the  token 
Of  a  grace  that  must  prevail; 
Of  a  promise  never  broken, 

And  a  love  that  cannot  fail.  //.  b.  Hartzler. 

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522,  Blessings  of  Afflictions,  g,  T. 

rHY  should  I,  in  vain  repining, 


W 


Mourn  the  clouds  that  cross  my  way; 
Since  my  Saviour's  presence  shining 
Turns  my  darkness  into  day  ? 

2  Earthly  honor,  earthly  treasure, 

All  the  warmest  passions  win, 
And  the  silken  wings  of  pleasure 
Only  waft  us  on  to  sin. 

3  But,  within  the  vale  of  sorrow, 

All  with  tempests  overblown, 
Purer  light  and  joy  we  borrow 
From  the  face  of  God  alone. 

4  Welcome,  then,  each  darker  token! 

Mercy  sent  it  from  above ! 
So  the  heart,  subdued,  not  broken, 
Bends  in  fear,  and  melts  with  love. 

James  Edmestm.. 

523*  God's  Way  not  mine.  6,  D 

THY  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord, 
However  dark  it  be! 
Lead  me  by  thine  own  hand; 
Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 
I  dare  not  choose  my  lot: 
I  would  not,  if  I  might; 
Choose  thou  for  me,  my  God, 
So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

2  The  kingdom  that  1  seek 

Is  thine:  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  thine, 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 
Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  thee  may  seem; 

Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

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TRIAL,   SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

3  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health; 
Choose  thou  my  cares  for  me, 

My  poverty  or  wealth. 
Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 

In  things  or  great  or  small; 
Be  thou  my  guide,  my  strength, 

My  wisdom,  and  my  all.         H.  Bonar 

524.  Thy  Will  be  done.  6,  D 

Y  Jesus!  as  thou  wilt! 
O  may  thy  will  be  mine; 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign; 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

2  My  Jesus!  as  thou  wilt! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear: 
Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

3  My  Jesus!  as  thou  wilt! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me; 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee; 
Then  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

Ben].  Schmolke.   Tr.  Miss  J.  Borthwick. 

525.  Hiding  in  Thee.  11. 

SAFE  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I, 
My  soul  in  its  conflicts  and  sorrows  would 
fly; 

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So  sinful,  so  weary,  thine,  thine  would  I  be; 
Thou  blest  "Rock  of  Ages,"  I'm  hiding  in 
thee, 

Ref.— Hiding  in  thee,  hiding  in  thee, 
Thou  blest  "  Rock  of  Ages," 
I'm  hiding  in  thee. 

2  In  the  calm  of  the  noontide,  in  sorrow's  lone 

hour, 
fn  times  when  temptation  casts  o'er  me  its 

power; 
In  the  tempests  of  life,  on  its  wide,  heaving 

sea, 
Thou  blest  "Rock  of  Ages,"  I'm  hiding  in 

thee. 

3  How  oft  in  the  conflict,  when  press'd  by  the 

foe, 
I  have  fled  to  my  refuge  and  breathed  out  my 

woe; 
How  often  when  trials  like  sea-billows  roll, 
Have  I  hidden  in  thee,  O  thou  Rock  of  my  soul. 

W.  O.  (Justing. 

526*  Windoics  open.  P  M. 


D 


O  you  see  the  Hebrew  captive  kneeling, 
At  morning,  noon  and  night  to  pray  ? 
In  his  chamber  he  remembers  Zion, 
Though  in  exib  far  away. 


Cho.— Are  your  windows  open  toward  .1  eru- 

salem? 
Tho'  as  captives  here  a  "  little  while  "  we  stay, 

For  the  coming  of  the  King  in  his  glory, 
Are  you  watching  day  by  day  ? 

2  Do  not  fear  to  tread  the  fiery  furnace, 
Nor  shrink  the  lion's  den  to  share: 
For  the  God  of  Daniel  will  deliver, 
He  will  send  his  angel  there. 

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TRIAL,   SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

3  Children  of  the  living  God,  take  courage; 
Your  great  deliverance  sweetly  sing: 
Set  your  faces  toward  the  hill  of  Zion, 
Thence  to  hail  our  coming  King. 

P.  P.  Bliss. 

527*  -^  &  we^  with  mU  fiwd'  P.  M. 

WHEN  peace,  like  a  river,  attendeth  my 
way, 
When  sorrows,  like  sea  billows  roll; 
Whatever  my  lot,  thou  hast  taught  me  to  say, 

It  is  well,  it  is  well  with  my  soul. 
Cho.— It  is  well  with  my  soul, 

It  is  well,  it  is  well  with  my  soul. 

2  Though  Satan  should  buffet,  though  trials 

should  come, 
Let  this  blest  assurance  control, 
That  Christ  hath  regarded  my  helpless  estate, 
And  hath  shed  his  own  blood  for  my  souL 

3  My  sin— O  the  bliss  of  this  glorious  thought 
My  sin— not  in  part  but  the  whole, 

Is  nailed  to  his  cross,  and  1  bear  it  no  more, 

Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord,  O  my  soul  I 
l  And,  Lord,  haste  the  day  when  the  faith 
shall  he  sight, 
The  clouds  be  rolled  back  as  a  scroll, 
The  trump  shall  resound,  and  the  Lord  shall 
descend, 
"Even  so" — it  is  well  with  my  soul. 

"  II.  G.  Spa  fiord. 

528.  Be  leadeth  me.  L.  M. 

HE  leadeth  me!  O  blessed  thought, 
O  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught! 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  1  be, 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 
Cho.— He  leadeth  me!  he  leadeth  me! 
By  his  own  hand  he  leideth  me; 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be. 
For  by  his  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

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2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea,— 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me! 

3  Lord!  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine; 
Content  whatever  lot  1  see, 

Since  't  is  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When  by  thy  grace  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  liee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me.  Giimort. 

529*  The  precious  Name.  8   i. 

TAKE  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you, 
Child  of  sorrow  and  of  woe- 
It  will  joy  and  comfort  give  you, 
Take  it  then  where'er  you  go. 

2  Take  the  name  of  Jesus  ever, 

As  a  shield  from  every  snare; 
If  temptations  'round  you  gather. 
Breathe  that  holy  name  in  pray'r. 

3  O  the  precious  name  of  Jesus; 

How  it  thrills  our  souls  with  joy; 
When  his  loving  arms  receive  \i>," 
And  his  songs  our  tongues  employ! 

4  At  the  name  of  Jesus  bowing, 

Falling  prostrate  at  his  feet, 
King  of  kings  in  heav'n  we'll  crown  him, 
When  our  journey  is  complete.  Mrs. Baxter 

530.  Bury  thy  Sorrow.  6,  5,  B. 

10  bury  thy  sorrow, 

The  world  has  its  share: 
Go  bury  it  deeply, 

Go  hide  it  with  care; 
Go  think  of  it  calmly, 

When  curtained  by  night, 
Go  tell  it  to  Jesus, 
And  all  will  be  right. 

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BENEVOLENCE    AND    CHARITY. 

2  Go  tell  it  to  Jesus, 

He  knoweth  thy  grief; 
Go  tell  it  to  Jesus, 

He'll  send  thee  relief, 
Go  gather  the  sunshine 

He  sheds  on  the  way; 
He'll  lighten  thy  burden. 

Go,  weary  one,  pray. 

3  Hearts  growing  a-weary 

With  heavier  woe 

Now  droop  'mid  the  darkness- 
Go  comfort  them,  go, 

Go  bury  thy  sorrows, 
Let  others  be  blest; 

Go  give  them  the  sunshine- 
Tell  Jesus  the  rest.  Unknown. 


BENEVOLENCE  AND  CHARITY. 


531s        Blessings  of  the  Charitable.         L.  M. 

THRICE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  word; 
Honor  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclined; 
He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  His  soul,  well-fixed  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word; 
Amid  the  darkness,  light  shall  rise, 

To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes. 

J.   Walts. 

532*  Looking  on  Jems.  L.  M. 

AND  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
So  let  our  conversation  be; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 


1  THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE — 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life! 

3  O  how  henevolent  and  kind! 
How  niiid!  how  ready  to  forgive* 

Be  his  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  his  the  rule  by  which  we  live 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 

Humility  and  holy  zeal 
Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love; 

If  then  we  love  our  Saviour's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move.         Anne  Steele. 

533.  More  blessed  to  give  than  to  receive.  L.  M. 

ELP  us,  O  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear, 
Delighting  in  thy  perfect  will; 
Each  other's  burdens  learn  to  bear, 
And  thus  thy  law  of  love  fulfill. 

2  He  that  hath  pity  on  the  poor 

Lendeth  his  substance  to  the  Lord; 
And,  lo!  his  recompense  is  sure, 
For  more  than  all  shall  be  restored. 

3  Teach  us,  with  glad,  ungrudging  heart., 

As  thou  hast  blest  our  various  store, 
From  our  abundance  to  impart 
A  liberal  portion  to  the  poor. 

4  To  thee  our  all  devoted  be, 

In  whom  we  breathe,  and  move,  and  live; 
Freely  we  have  received  from  thee: 
Freely  may  we  rejoice  to  give. 

Thomas,  (otter  HI. 
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534.  Remember  Christ's  Brethren.       C.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  gracef 
Thy  bounties  how  complete! 
How  shall  1  count  the  matchless  sum? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  clothed  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheered; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

a  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 
I  in  the  poor  would  see; 
O  rather  let  me  beg  my  bread 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee. 

I*.  Doddridge. 

535.  Sympathy  icith  the  Afflicted.        C.  M. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 
All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 

3  When  poor  and  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  deep  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

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4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  man, 

When  throned  above  the  skies, 
And  in  the  Father's  bosom  blest, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  bless  a  ruin'd  race; 
We  would,  O  Lord,  thy  steps  pursue, 
Thy  bright  example  trace. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

536.  Ye  ham  the  Poor  ahoays  with  you.  CM. 

LOKD,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 
By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  love's  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  crowded  loneliness," 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill; 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Mean  are  all  offerings  we  can  make; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

William  Cross «\  //. 

537.  Thy  Neighbor.  C.  M. 

WHO  is  thy  neighbor  ?  He  whom  thou 
Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless; 
Whose  aching  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  press. 

2  Thy  neighbor?  'T is  the  fainting  poor, 
Whose  eye  with  want  is  dim; 
O  enter  thou  his  humble  door, 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 

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3  Thy  neighbor  ?  He  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim; 
With  words  of  high,  sustaining  hope, 
Go  thou  and  comfort  him. 

4  Thy  neighbor?  Pass  no  mourner  by; 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 

A  breaking  heart  from  misery; 

Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him. 

William  Cultet . 

538.  Think  gently.  CM. 

THINK  gently  of  the  erring  one; 
And  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  our  brother  yet. 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self -same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones! 

Thou  yet  mayest  lead  them  back, 
With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love, 
From  misery's  thorny  track. 

-t  Forget  not,  thou  hast  often  sinned, 
And  sinful  yet  may'st  be; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart, 
As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 

Miss  Fletcher. 

539.  Charity.  S.  M. 

HAD  I  the  gift  of  tongues, 
Great  God,  without  thy  grace, 
My  loudest  words,  my  loftiest  songs, 
Would  be  but  sounding  brass. 

2  Though  thou  shouldst  give  me  skill, 
Each  myst'ry  to  explain; 
Without  a  heart  to  do  thy  will, 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

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3  Had  I  such  faith  in  God, 

As  mountains  to  remove, 
No  faith  could  work  effectual  good, 
That  did  uot  work  by  love. 

4  Grant,  then,  this  one  request,— 

Whatever  be  denied,— 
That  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast, 
And  all  my  actions  guide.         s.  stennet. 

540*  Ye  have  done,  it  unto  Me.  S.  M. 


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E  give  thee  but  thine  own, 
Whate'er  the  gift  may  be: 
All  that  we  have  is  thine  alone, 
A  trust,  O  Lord,  from  thee. 


2  May  we  thy  bounties  thus 

As  stewards  true  receive, 
And  gladly,  as  thou  blessest  us, 
To  thee  our  first-fruits  give. 

3  O  hearts  are  bruised  and  dead, 

And  homes  are  bare  and  cold, 
And  lambs  for  whom  the  Shepherd  bled. 
Are  straying  from  the  fold! 

4  To  comfort  and  to  bless, 

To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 
To  tend  the  lone  and  fatherless, 
Is  angels'  work  below. 

5  The  captive  to  release, 

To  God  the  lost  to  bring, 
To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace,  — 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 

6  And  we  believe  thy  word, 

Though  dim  our  faith  may  be; 
Whate'er  for  thine  we  do,  O  Lord, 
We  do  it  unto  thee.  wuiiam  w.  Hm». 

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541.  Christian  Sympathy.  S.  M. 

0  PRAISE  our  God  to-day, 
His  constant  mercy  bless, 
Whose  love  hath  helped  us  on  our  way, 
And  granted  us  success. 

2  His  arm  the  strength  imparts 

Our  daily  toil  to  bear; 
His  grace  alone  inspires  our  hearts, 
Each  other's  load  to  share. 

3  O  happiest  work  below, 

Earnest  of  joy  above, 
To  sweeten  many  a  cup  of  woe, 
By  deeds  of  holy  love! 

4  Lord,  may  it  be  our  choice 

This  blessed  rule  to  keep, 
"Rejoice  with  them  that  do  rejoice, 
And  weep  with  them  that  weep." 

5  God  of  the  widow,  hear, 

Our  work  of  mercy  bless; 
God  of  the  fatherless,  be  near, 
And  grant  us  good  success. 

Henry  W.  Baker. 

542.  My  Brother's  Keeper.  6,  8. 

MUST  I  mv  brother  keep 
And  share  his  pains  and  toil, 
And  weep  with  those  that  weep, 

And  smile  with  those  that  smile; 
And  act  to  each  a  brother's  part, 
And  feel  his  sorrows  in  my  heart? 

2  Then,  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 
A  student  let  me  be, 
And  learn,  as  it  is  meet, 

My  duty,  Lord,  of  thee; 
For  thou  didst  come  on  mercy's  plan. 
And  all  thy  life  was  love  to  man. 

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3  O  make  me  as  thou  art, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  bestow — 
The  kind  and  gentle  heart, 

That  feels  another's  woe; 
That  thus  I  may  be  like  my  Head, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  footsteps  tread. 

B.  JjOcAitdrric. 

543*  Zeal  implored.  L.  M. 

OTHOTJ,  who  all  things  canst  control, 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul; 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light 
Pierce  through,  dispel,  the  shade  of  night: 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire; 
With  holy,  conqu'ring  zeal  inspire/ 

3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant; 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul,  and  faint: 
With  steps  unwav'ring,  undismayed, 
Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  With   outstretched  hands,  and  streaming 

eyes, 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize: 
I  groan,  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray; 
But  ah!  my  zeal  soon  dies  away. 

5  The  deadly  slumber  then  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal: 

Kise,  Lord,  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power, 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleep  no  more. 

j.  n>.v,v.v. 

544.  Zeal  in  Labor.  L.  M 


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O,  labor  on ;  spend  and  be  spent, 
Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went; 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still? 

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2  Go,  labor  on;  't  is  not  for  naught; 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not; 
The  Master  praises,— what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on;  your  hands  are  weak; 

Your  knees  are  faint,  your  soul  cast  down; 
Yet  falter  not;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near,— a  kingdom  and  a  crown. 

4  Toil  on,  faint  not;  keep  watch,  and  pray! 

Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win; 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway; 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

5  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  peal,  "Behold,  I  come! " 

Horatius  Bonar. 


ZEAL  AND  ACTIVITY. 

545.  Christ  our  Pattern.  L.  M. 

MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord! 
1  read  my  duty  in  thy  word: 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def'rence  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer: 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too! 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern;  let  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here, 

Then  God,  the  Juds;e,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb.    /.  Watts. 

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54@,  Take  up  tky  Cross.  L.  M 

"mAKE  up  thy  cross,"  the  Saviour  said 
-L    "If  thou  wouldst  my  disciple  be; 
Deny  thyself,  the  world  forsake, 
And  humbly  follow  after  me." 

1  Take  up  thy  cross;  let  not  its  weight 
Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alarm; 
His  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
And  brace  thy  heart  and  nerve  thine  arm. 

:\  Take  up  thy  cross,  then,  in  his  strength, 
And  calmly  every  danger  brave; 
'T  will  guide  thee  to  a  better  home, 
And  lead  to  victory  o'er  the  grave. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  Christ; 
Nor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down; 
For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross 
May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 

Charles  W.  Everest. 

547.  The  Race  for  Glory.  C.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye:— 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs' gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

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5  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee, 
Have  I  my  race  begun; 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honors  down.  p.  DoddrUye.. 

548,  Bearing  the  Cro™.  C.  M. 

LORD,  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  nee, 
And  pray  to  be  forgiven, 
So  let  thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear; 
Like  thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brother's  griefs  to  share. 

3  Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel, 

Our  earthliness  refine; 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell 
As  free  and  true  as  thine. 

4  If  joy  shall  at  thy  bidding  fly, 

And  grief's  dark  day  come  on, 
We,  in  our  turn,  would  meekly  cry, 
"Father,  thy  will  be  done!  " 

5  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven, 
O  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life; 
And  follow  thee  to  heaven! 

Jo  fiii   If.  Gurney. 

549.  J^ebh  Efforts.  C.  M. 

SCORN  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed, 
Nor  deem  it  void  of  power; 
There's  fruit  in  each  wind-wafted  seed, 
That  waits  its  natal  hour. 

2  A  whispered  word  mav  touch  the  heart, 
And  call  it  back  to  life; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart, 
And  still  unholy  strife. 

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3  No  act  falls  fruitless;  none  can  tell 

How  vast  its  power  may  be, 
Nor  what  results  infolded  dwell 
Within  it  silently. 

4  Work  on,  despair  not,  bring  thy  mite, 

Nor  care  how  small  it  be; 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right, 
The  holy,  true,  and  free.  Unknown. 

550.  Sow  beside  all  Waters.  S.  M. 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, — 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  know'st  not  which  shall  thrive,— 

The  late  or  early  sown; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown: 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain: 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

5  Then  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God,  is  come, 
The  angel  reapers  shall  descend 
And  shout  the  "Harvest-home! " 

James  Montgomery. 

551.  Make  haste  to  live.  S.  M. 

MAKE  haste,  O  man,  to  live, 
For  thou  so  soon  must  die; 
Time  hurries  past  thee  like  the  breeze; 
How  swift  its  moments  fly! 

3:Vl 


ZEAL  AND  ACTIVITY. 

2  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  do 

Whatever  must  be  done; 
Thou  hast  no  time  to  lose  in  sloth, 
Thy  day  will  soon  be  gone. 

3  Up,  then,  with  speed,  and  work; 

Fling  ease  and  self  away; 
This  is  no  time  for  thee  to  sleep, 
Up,  watch,  and  work,  and  pray! 

4  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live, 

Thy  time  is  almost  o'er; 
O  sleep  not,  dream  not,  but  arise, 
The  Judge  is  at  the  door.      Homiius  Bonar 

552.  The  Master  calling.  8,  7. 

HARK,  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling, 
"Who  will  go  and  work  to-day? 
Fields  are  white,  and  harvests  waiting, 
Who  will  bear  the  sheaves  away  ?  " 

2  Loud  and  long  the  Master  calleth, 

Kich  reward  he  offers  free  ; 
Who  will  answer,  glady  saying, 
" Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me?" 

3  Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 

"There  is  nothing  I  can  do," 

While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying; 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you: 

4  Take  the  task  he  gives  you  gladly; 

Let  his  work  your  pleasure  be;* 
Answer  quickly  when  he  calleth, 
"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me." 

Daniel  3,'arch, 

553.  Bearing  precious  8eed.  8,7. 

HE  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 
Bearing  precious  seed  in  love, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 
Findeth  mercy  from  above. 

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2  Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven, 

Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine; 
Precious  fruits  will  thus  be  given, 
Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

3  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary, 
Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 

4  Lo,  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening! 

See  the  rising  grain  appear; 
Look  again!  the  fields  aie  whitening, 
For  the  harvest  time  is  near. 

Thos.  Hastinfft. 

554*        "Leaving  us  an  Example."  8,7. 

ONWARD,  Christian,  though  the  region 
Where  thou  art  be  drear  and  lone, 
God  has  set  a  guardian  legion 
Very  near  thee;  press  thou  on. 

2  By  the  thorn-road,  and  none  other, 

Is  the  mount  of  vision  won; 
Tread  it  without  shrinking,  brother; 
Jesus  trod  it;  press  thou  on. 

3  Be  this  world  the  wiser,  stronger, 

For  thy  life  of  pain  and  peace; 
While  it  needs  thee,  O  no  longer 
Pray  thou  for  thy  quick  release. 

4  Pray  thou,  Christian,  daily  rather, 

That  thou  be  a  faithful  son; 
By  the  prayer  of  Jesus,  "Father, 
Not  my  will,  but  thine,  be  done." 

Samuel.  Johmnm. 

555*  Your  Missim.  s,  7,  D. 

IF  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 
Sail  among  the  swiftest  fleet; 
Boeking  on  the  highest  billows, 
Laughing  at  the  storms  you  meet; 


ZEAL  AND  ACTIVITY. 

You  can  stand  among  the  sailors, 
Anchored  yet  within  the  bay, 

Yon  can  lend  a  hand  to  help  them, 
As  they  launch  their  boats  away. 

2  If  you  are  too  weak  to  journey 

Up  the  mountain,  steep  and  high; 
You  can  stand  within  the  valley, 

While  the  multitudes  go  by; 
You  can  chant  in  happy  measure, 

As  they  slowly  pass  along; 
Though  they  may  forget  the  singer* 

They  will  not  forget  the  song. 

3  If  you  have  not  gold  and  silver 

Ever  ready  at  command; 
If  you  cannot  to  the  needy 

Keach  an  ever  open  hand; 
You  can  visit  the  afflicted, 

O'er  the  erring  you  can  weep, 
You  can  be  a  true  disciple, 

Sitting  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

4  Do  not,  then,  stand  idly  waiting, 

For  some  greater  work  to  do, 
While  the  fields  are  white  to  harvest, 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you. 
Go  and  toil  in  any  vineyard, 

Do  not  fear  to  do  or  dare, 
If  you  want  a  field  of  labor, 

You  can  find  it  anywhere. 

Ellen  II.  Gales,-  all. 

556.  Treasures  in  Heaven.  8,  7. 

LAY  your  treasures  higher,  safer, 
Than  the  golden  stores  of  men, 
Lest  the  coming  day  of  terror 
Sweep  them  from  your  keeping  then. 
2  Send  aloft  each  blessed  moment 
In  some  noble  use  to  God; 
Make  the  world  to  feel  your  presence 
Ere  you  lie  beneath  the  sod 
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3  Ere  the  busy  hands  are  idle, 

Ere  the  beating  heart  is  still, 
Bring  some  treasures  to  the  Master, 
As  you  learn  his  royal  will. 

4  Deeds  of  mercy,  tears  of  pity, 

Words  of  tenderness  and  love. 
How  they  shine  for  aye  and  ever 
In  the  treasure-house  above. 

H.  B.  Ilarlziei 

557,  Onemore  Day's  Work  far  Jesus.  7,  «,  :>. 

ONE  more  dav's  work  for  Jesus, 
One  less  of  life  for  me! 
But  heaven  is  nearer, 
And  Christ  is  dearer 
Than  yesterday,  to  me; 
His  love  and  light 
Fill  all  my  soul  to-night. 
One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus,  etc 

2  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus! 

How  sweet  the  work  has  been, 

To  tell  the  story, 

To  show  the  glory, 
Where  Christ's  flock  enter  in  I 

How  it  did  shine 

In  this  poor  heart  of  mine'i 

3  One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus 

O  yes,  a  weary  day; 

Bat  heaven  shines  clearei 

And  rest  comes  nearer, 
At  each  step  of  the  way; 

And  Christ  in  all, 

Before  his  face  I  fall. 

4  O  blessed  work  for  Jesus! 

O  rest  at  Jesus'  feet! 
There  toil  seems  pleasure, 
My  wants  are  treasure, 


ZEAL  AND  ACTIVITY. 

And  pain  for  him  is  sweet. 
Lord,  if  1  may, 
I'll  serve  another  day! 

Anna  B.  Warner. 


558.  Rescue  the  Perishing.  P.M. 

RESCUE  the  perishing; 
Care  for  the  dying, 
Snatch  them  in  pity  from  sin  and  the  grave; 
Weep  o'er  the  erring  one, 
Lift  up  the  fallen, 
Tell  them  of  Jesus,  the  mighty  to  save. 

Cho.— Rescue  the  perishing, 
Care  for  the  dying, 
Jesus  is  merciful, 
Jesus  will  save. 

2  Though  they  are  slighting  him, 
Still  he  is  waiting, 

Waiting  the  penitent  child  to  receive. 

Plead  with  them  earnestly, 

Plead  with  them  gently; 
He  will  forgive  if  they  only  believe. 

3  Down  in  the  human  heart, 
Crushed  by  the  tempter, 

Feelings  lie  buried  that  grace  can  restore; 

Touched  by  a  loving  heart, 

Wakened  by. kindness, 
Chords  that  were  broken  will  vibrate  once 
more. 

4  Rescue  the  perishing, 
Duty  demands  it; 

Strength  for  thy  labor  the  Lord  will  provide; 

Back  to  the  narrow  way 

Patiently  win  them 
Tell  the  poor  wanderer  a  Saviour  has  died. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


THK    CHRISTIAN    I.IFK — 

559.  Work,  while  it  u  Day.  7,  i 

WORK,  for  the  night  is  coming. 
Work  through  the  morning  hours; 
Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling. 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work -in  the  glowing  sun; 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store: 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies ; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more; 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er.  Anna  l.  W 


WATCHFULNESS  AND  WARPAKB. 


560.  "The good  Fight."  L.  M. 

FIGHT  the  good  fight  with  all  thy  might, 
Christ  is  thy  strength,  and  Christ  thy  right ; 
Lay  hold  on  life,  and  it  shall  be 
Thy  joy  and  crown  eternally. 
2  Run  the  straight  race  through  God's  good 

grace, 
Lift  up  thine  eyes,  and  seek  his  face; 
Life  with  its  way  before  us  lies, 
Christ  is  the  path  and  Christ  the  prize. 

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3  Cast  care  aside,  upon  the  Guide 
Lean,  and  his  mercy  will  provide; 
Lean,  and  the  trusting  soul  shall  prove 
Christ  is  its  life,  and  Christ  its  love. 

A  Faint  not  nor  fear,  his  arms  are  near, 
He  changeth  not  and  thou  art  dear: 
Only  believe,  and  thou  shait  see 
That  Christ  is  all  in  all  to  thee. 

John  Samuel  Ben-ley  MtniselL 

561.  The  Christian  Warrior.  L.  M.. 

BEHOLD  the  Christian  warrior  stand 
In  all  the  armor  of  his  God; 
The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand, 
His  feet  are  with  the  Gospel  shod;— 

2  In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 
Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head; 

With  righteousness  a  breast-plate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread; 

3  Undaunted  to  the  field  he  goes; 
Yet  vain  were  skill  and  valor  there, 

Unless,  to  foil  his  legion  foes, 
He  takes  the  trustiest  weapon,  prayer. 

4  Thus  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  tramples  down; 

Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

Janus  Mon tgo m ?.nj . 

562.  The  Gospel  Armor.  L.  M. 

STAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears-. 
And  gird  the  Gospel  armor  on: 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy. 
Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain 's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course; 
But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose 

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9  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on,— 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait 

/.  Waits. 

563.         The  Soldier  of  the  Gross.  C.  M. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Since  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign. 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

IShall  conquer,  though  they  die; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
With  faith's  discerning  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine.  I.  Wok*. 

564*  For  a  tender  Conscience.  L .  M. 

I  WANT  a  principle  within, 
Of  jealous,  godly  fear; 
A  sensibility  to  sin, — 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near: 

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2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel, 
Of  pride,  or  fond  desire; 
To  catch  the  wand'ring  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  tire. 
S  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  thy  goodness  grieve; 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshy  heart, 
The  tender  conscience,  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

0  God,  my  conscience  make; 
Awake,  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh, 

And  keep  it  still  awake. 

5  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove: 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 
For  having  grieved  thy  love. 

6  O  may  the  least  omission  pain 

My  well-instructed  soiu, 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again, 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

C.  We*Ut& 

565.  Mr  Watchfulness.  S.  M. 

ACHAKGE  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  nresent  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill,— 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 
And  O  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

1  shall  forever  die.  C.  Wefh* 

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566.  Be  on  thy  Gimrd.  S.  M 

MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God;  • 
He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  his  blest  abode.  G.  Heath 

567*        Victory  on  the  Lord's  Side.         S  M 

ARISE,  ye  saints,  arise! 
The  Lord  our  Leader  is; 
The  foe  before  his  banner  flies, 
And  victory  is  his. 

2  "We  follow  thee,  our  Guide, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  King; 
We  follow  thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven's  eternal  spring. 

;»  We  soon  shall  see  the  day, 

When  all  our  toils  shall  cease; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 

4  Then,  of  the  prize  possess' d, 
Wre  hear  of  war  no  more; 
And  ever  with  our  Leader  rest, 
On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 


WATCHFULNESS  AND  WARFARE. 

5  This  hope  supports  us  here ; 
It  makes  our  burdens  light: 
'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer, 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight.  z  Kelly. 

568.  Weigh  not  thy  Life.  S.  M. 

MY  soul,  weigh  not  thy  life 
Against  thy  heavenly  crown; 
Nor  suffer  Satan's  deadliest  strife 
To  beat  thy  courage  down. 

1  With  prayer  and  crying  strong, 

Hold  on  the  fearful  light, 
And  let  the  breaking  day  prolong 
The  wrestling  of  the  night. 

o  The  battle  soon  will  yield, 
If  thou  thy  part  fulfill; 
Kor  strong  as  is  the  hostile  shield, 
Thy  sword  is  stronger  still. 

+  Thine  armor  is  divine, 

Thy  feet  with  victory  shod: 
And  on  thy  head  shall  quickly  shine 
The  diadem  of  God.  Leonard  Swam. 

569.  The  Watchman's  Cry.  S.  If. 

HARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound; 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh; 
The  powers  of  hell  surround. 

2  See,  on  the  mountain  top 

The  standard  of  your  God! 
In  Jesus'  name  'tis  lifted  up, 
All  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 

3  His  standard-bearers,  now 

To  all  the  nations  call: 
To  Jesus'  cross,  ye  nations,  bow; 
He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 

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1  Go  up  with  Christ,  your  Head, 

Your  Captain's  footsteps  see; 
Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 
To  certain  victory.  c.  yvetiey. 

570.  Zeal  with  Knowledge.  S.  M. 

EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight, 
My  simple  upright  heart  prepare, 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove; 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought; 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 

Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee! 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  With  calm  and  tempered  zeal 

Let  me  enforce  thy  call; 
And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 
Which  offers  life  to  all. 

5  O  may  I  love  like  thee! 

In  all  thy  footsteps  tread! 
Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 
But  nothing  thou  hast  made. 

6  O  may  I  learn  the  art, 

With  meekness  to  reprove! 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart 
But  still  the  sinner  love.  u  vv<y%. 

571.  TJiewell-j might  Lay.         h   M.  D. 

PRAY,  without  ceasing  pray, 
Your  Captain  gives  the  word ; 
His  summons  cheerfully  obey, 
And  call  upon  the  Lord: 


WATCHFULNESS  AND  WARFAKE. 

To  God  your  every  want 

In  instant  prayer  display; 
Pray  always;  pray,  and  never  faint; 

Pray,  without  ceasing  pray. 

3  In  fellowship,  alone, 

To  God  with  faith  draw  near; 
Approach  his  courts,  besiege  his  throne 

With  all  the  power  of  prayer: 
His  mercy  now  implore, 

And  now  show  forth  his  praise; 
In  shouts,  or  silent  awe,  adore 

His  miracles  of  grace. 

3  From  strength  to  strength  go  on; 

Wrestle,  and  tight,  and  pray; 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 

And  win  the  well-fought  day: 
Still  let  the  Spirit  cry 

In  all  his  soldiers,  "Come  ! " 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high, 

And  take  the  conquerors  home. 

C.  Wesley. 

572*  Stand  up  far  Jems.         S.  M.  D. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armor  on, 
Sftrong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 

Through  his  eternal  Son; 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 
And  in  his  mighty  power, 
ffho  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

>  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued; 
Hut  take  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God: 
That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Fe  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last.  a  Wesie*, 

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573.  Forward!  Courage!         S.  M.  D 

URGE  on  your  rapid  course, 
Ye  blood-besprinkled  bands; 
The  heavenly  kingdom  suffers  force; 

"lis  seized  by  violent  hands: 
See  there  the  starry  crown 

That  glitters  through  the  skies! 
Satan,  the  world,  and  sin,  tread  down, 
And  take  the  glorious  prize! 

2  Through  much  distress  and  pain, 

Through  many  a  conflict  here, 
Through  biood,  ye  must  the  enhance  gnin, 

Yet,  O  disdain  to  fear: 
"  Courage,"  your  Captain  cries 

(Who  all  your  toil  foreknew), 
"Toil  ye  shall  have,  yet  all  despise, 

I  have  o'ercome  for  you." 

3  The  world  cannot  withstand 

its  ancient  Conqueror: 
The  world  must  sink  beneath  the  hand 

Which  arms  us  for  the  war: 
This  is  the  victory, 

Before  our  faith  they  fall; 
Jesus  hath  died  for  you  and  me 

Believe,  and  conquer  all!  C.  Wesley 

574.  Stand  v-p  for  Jems.  7,6 


S 


TAND  up!— stand  up  for  Jesus! 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss: 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  be  led, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 
2  Stand  up!— stand  up  for  Jesus! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you— 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own: 

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Put  on  the  Gospel  armor, 
And,  watching  unto  prayer, 

Where  duty  calls  or  danger, 
Be  never  wanting  there. 

3  Stand  up!— stand  up  for  Jesus! 

The  strife  will  not  he  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  hattle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song: 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be: 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally.    "       G.  Duff  id,  J>-. 

575*  Longing  to  see  Jesus.  7,  6. 

OWHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  dwell  with  him  above, 
To  drink  the  flowing  fountains 

Of  everlasting  love? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier. 

My  Captain's  voice  I  hear; 
He  gives  me  all  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternally  shall  live. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly: 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  all  adieu; 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

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4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  the  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  your  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
And  when  the  war  is  ended, 

You  '11  reign  with  him  above.   J.  UkmA 

578.  Enduring  Hardness  as  good  Soldiers.  7,i. 

GO  forward,  Christian  soldier, 
Beneath  his  banner  true: 
The  Lord  himself,  thy  Leader, 

Shall  all  thy  foes  subdue. 
His  love  foretells  thy  trials, 

He  knows  thine  hourly  need; 
He  can,  with  bread  of  heaven, 
'i  hy  fainting  spirit  feed. 

2  Go  forward,  Christian  soldier, 

Fear  not  the  secret  foe; 
Far  more  are  o'er  thee  watching 

Than  human  eyes  can  know. 
Trust  only  Christ,  thy  Captain, 

Cease  not  to  watch  and  pray; 
Heed  not  the  treacherous  voices, 

That  lure  thy  soul  astray. 

3  Go  forward,  Christian  soldier, 

Nor  dream  of  peaceful  rest, 
Till  Satan's  host  is  vanquished, 

And  heaven  is  all  possessed; 
Till  Christ  himself  shall  call  thee 

To  lay  thine  armor  by, 
And  wear  in  endless  glory, 

The  crown  of  victory.      Laurence  Tnttiett. 

5T7.        Onward,  Christian  Soldiers.  6,  *. 

kNWARD,  Christian  soldiers! 

Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before. 


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WATCHFULNESS  AND  WARFARE. 

Christ,  the  royal  Master, 
Leads  against  the  foe; 
Forward  into  battle, 
See  his  banners  go  ! 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers! 

Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before. 

2  At  the  sign  of  triumph 

Satan's  host  doth  nee; 
On  then,  Christian  soldiers, 

On  to  victory! 
Hell's  foundations  quiver 

At  the  shout  of  praise; 
Brothers,  lift  your  voices, 

Loud  your  anthems  raise. 

3  Like  a  mighty  army 

Moves  the  Church  of  God; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod; 
We  are  not  divided, 

All  one  body  we, 
On;,  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. 

4  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail; 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail. 

Sabine  Baring -Gould. 

578,  Forward  into  Light.  6,  5. 

"CK)RWARD!  be  our  watchword. 
\    Steps  and  voices  joined, 
Seek  the  things  before  us; 
Not  a  look  behind; 

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Burns  the  fiery  pillar 

At  our  army's  head; 
Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking, 

By  our  Captain  led  ? 
Forward  through  the  desert, 

Through  the  toil  and  fight; 
Jordan  flows  before  us, 

Zion  beams  with  light! 

2  Forward!  flock  of  Jesus, 

Salt  of  all  the  earth, 
Till  each  yearning  purpose 

Spring  to  glorious  birth: 
Sick,  they  ask  for  healing; 

Blind,  they  grope  for  day; 
Pour  upon  the  nations 

Wisdom's  loving  ray. 
Forward,  out  of  error* 

Leave  behind  the  night; 
Forward  through  the  darkness, 

Forward  into  light! 

3  Glories  upon  glories 

Hath  our  God  prepared, 
By  the  souls  that  love  him 

One  day  to  be  shared: 
Eye  hath  not  beheld  them, 

Ear  hath  never  heard; 
Nor  of  these  hath  uttered 

Thought  or  speech  a  word: 
Forward,  marching  eastward 

Where  the  heaven  is  bright, 
Till  the  veil  be  lifted, 

Till  our  faith  be  sight!       Jlemy  Alfor*. 

579.  fflyxnvraging.  7, 1). 

BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here. 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we  've  a  friend 
One  that  loves  us  to  the  end. 

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WATCHFULNESS  AND  WAKFAKK. 

Forward,  then,  with  courage  go; 

Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below; 

Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home ! ". 

2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie,  to  take  us  unawares; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  part; 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  he; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home  !  " 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within; 

Yet  let  nothing  spoil  our  peace, 

Christ  shall  also  conquer  these; 

Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 

"  Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home  ! " 

J.  Swain. 

580*  Battle-Hymn  of  the  Reformation.  C.  P.  M. 

FEAR  not,  O  little  flock,  the  foe 
Who  madly  seeks  your  overthrow: 
Dread  not  his  rage  and  power: 
What  though  your  courage  sometimes  faints  ? 
This  seeming  triumph  o'er  God's  saints 
Lasts  but  a  little  hour. 

2  Fear  not,  be  strong!  your  cause  belongs 
To  him  who  can  avenge  your  wrongs; 

Leave  all  to  him,  your  Lord: 
Though  hidden  yet  from  mortal  eyes, 
Salvation  shall  for  you  arise; 

He  girdeth  on  his  sword! 

3  As  true  as  God's  own  promise  stands, 
Not  earth  nor  hell  with  all  their  bands 

Against  us  shall  prevail; 
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THE    CHRISTIAN    LIKE — 

The  Lord  shall  mock  theni  from  his  throne; 
God  is  with  us;  we  are  his  own; 
Our  victory  cannot  fail! 

4  Amen,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  our  prayer! 
Great  Captain,  now  thine  arm  make  hare, 

Thy  Church  with  strength  defend; 
So  shall  thy  saints  and  martyrs  raise 
A  joyful  chorus  to  thy  praise, 

Through  ages  without  end. 

Gustavus  Adolphus,  in  prose.    Jacob  Fabri<rius. 
Tr.  Miss  C.  Winkti 

581*  The  Bridegroom  cometh.  14. 

BEHOLD,  the  Bridegroom  cometh  in   the 
middle  of  the  night 
And  blest  is  he  whose  loins  are  girt,  whose 

lamp  is  burning  bright; 
But  woe  to  that  dull  servant,  whom  the  master 

shall  surprise 
With  lamp  untrimmed,  unhurning,  and  with 
slumber  in  his  eyes. 

2  Do  thou,  my  soul,  beware,  beware  lest  thou 

in  sleep  sink  down, 
Lest  thou  be  given  o'er  to  death,  and  lose  the 

golden  crown; 
But  see  that  thou  be  sober,  with  watchful .■;.  e, 

and  thus 
Cry,  "Holy,  holy,  holy  God,  have  mercy  upon 

us." 

3  That  day,  the  day  of  fear,  shall  come;  my 

soul  slack  not  thy  toil, 
But  light  thy  lamp,  and  feed  it  well,  and  make 

it  bright  with  oil; 
Who  knowest  not  how  soon  may  sound  the  cry 

at  eventide, 
"Behold  the  Bridegroom  comes.    Arise!  Go 

forth  to  meet  the  Bride." 

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UNFAITHFULNESS  AND  BACKSLIDING. 

4  Beware,  my  soul,  take  thou  good  heed,  lest 

thou  in  slumber  lie, 
And,  like  the  live,  remain  without,  and  knock, 

and  vainly  cry; 
But  watch,  and  bear  thy  lamp  undinimed,  and 

Christ  shall  gird  thee  on 
His  own  bright  wedding-robe  of  light,  the 

glory  Of  the  Son.  Gerard  Moultrie. 


UNFAITHFULNESS  AND  BACKSLIDING. 


582.  Drawing  nearer  to  God.  C.  M, 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed, 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb.  Wm.  Cowprr. 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE — 

583.  Returning  to  God.  C.  M. 

HOW  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wandered  from  the  Lord! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls—"  Return! " 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn : 
O  take  the  wanderer  home! 

3  And  canst  thou, — wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 

And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live, 

To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious,  how  divine! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
A  heart  so  vile  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  swe<;t. 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore; 

0  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 

And  let  me  rove  no  more!        Anne  Steele. 

584.  Mourning  departed  Joy*.  C.  M. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  1  felt 
The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed. 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 
And  saw  his  glory  shine; 

And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 

1  called  each  promise  mine. 

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4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  liise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail; 

O  make  my  soul  thy  care; 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share.       John  No,  ton. 

585  ♦  Longing  for  God.  C.  M. 

AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
When  heated  in  the  chase, 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God— the  living  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine; 
O  when  shall  1  behold  thy  face. 
Thou  majesty  divine! 

3  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Trust  God;  who  will  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  these  sighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

4  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days, 

When  thou,  O  Lord!  wast  nigh; 
When  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praisej 
And  none  more  blest  than  I. 

5  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul? 

Hope  still;  and' thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  Saviour  and  thy  King.         II.  i\  Lyte. 

588.  Strvdng  against senmsal  Influences,  C.  M. 

TI^HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee. 

VV     My  God,  my  chief  delight? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee— no  more  by  night  ? 


THE  CHRISTIAN   LIKK — 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  ? 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be, 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ? 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savor  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensusal  bait  to  seize  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight: 
Let  me  be  fastened  to  thy  cross, 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 

6  Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goal, 

And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  center  of  my  soul, 
Mj'  God,  my  Saviour's  breast.     /.  Watu 

587.  No  Peace  but  in  the  Favor  of  God.  L.  M. 

0  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love 
That  marked  our  union  with  the  Lord  ? 
Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above, 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 

2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 

To  make  our  Saviour's  glory  known? 
That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
And  kept  our  eye  on  him  alone  ? 

3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons,  spent 

In  fellowship  with  him  we  loved? 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 
The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved  ? 

4  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee; 

O  cast  lis  not  away,  though  vile: 
No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  we  see, 
O  Lord  our  God,  but  in  thv  smile,  t.  Keity. 

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588.  Restore  my  Peace.  S.  >f. 

0  JESUS,  full  of  grace, 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan: 
Let  me  again  behold  thy  face, 
Call  home  thy  banished  one. 

2  Again  my  pardon  seal, 

Again  my  soul  restore, 
And  freely' my  backslidings  heal, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

3  Wilt  thou  not  bid  me  rise  ? 

Speak,  and  my  soul  shall  live; 
"Forgive,"  my  stricken  spirit  cries, 
"Abundantly  forgive." 

4  Thine  utmost  mercy  show; 

Say  to  my  drooping  soul, 
"In  peace  and  full  assurance  go; 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

C.  Wesley. 


REVIVAL. 


f^9.  For  a  Revival.  S.  M. 

OLORD,  thy  work  revive, 
In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  O  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer; 
Their  covenant  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear; 

Now  listen  to  our  cry: 
0  come,  and  bring  salvation  near: 

Our  SOUlS  On  thee  rely.  Phoebe  H.  Brown. 


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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

590*  A  Revival  sought.  S.  M, 

EV1YE  thy  work,  O  Lord! 
Thy  mighty  arm  make  bare; 
Speak,  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead. 
And  make  thy  people  hear. 

2  Revive  thy  work,  0  Lord! 

Disturb  this  sleep  of  death; 
Quicken  the  smouldering  embers  now, 
By  thine  almighty  breath. 

3  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord! 

Exalt  thy  precious  name; 
And,  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  our  love 
For  thee  and  thine  inflame. 

4  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord! 

And  give  refreshing  showers; 

The  glory  shall  be  all  thine  own, 

The  blessing,  Lord!  be  ours. 

Albert  Midlane. 

591*  Longing  far  a  Revival.  S.  M. 

OFOR  the  happy  hour 
When  God  will  hear  our  cry, 
And  send,  with  a  reviving  power, 
His  Spirit  from  on  high. 

2  We  meet,  we  sing,  we  pray, 

We  listen  to  the  word, 
In  vain: — we  see  no  cheering  ray, 
No  cheering  voice  is  heard. 

3  While  many  crowd  thy  house, 

How  few,  around  thy  board, 
Meet  to  recount  their  solemn  vows, 
And  bless  thee  as  their  Lord! 

4  Thou,  thou  alone  canst  give 

Thy  Gospel  sure  success; 
Canst  bid  the  dying  sinner  live 
Anew  in  holiness. 

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REVIVAL. 

5  Come,  then,  with  power  divine, 
Spirit  of  life  and  love! 
Then  shall  this  people  all  be  thine, 
This  Church  like  that  above. 

G.  W.  Bethune. 

592.  The  Spirit  of  the  ancient  Worthies.  L.  M. 

OFOR  that  flame  of  living  fire, 
Which  shone  so  bright  in  saints  of  old: 
Which  bade  their  souls  to  heaven  aspire, 
Calm  in  distress,  in  danger  bold. 

2  Where  is  that  Spirit,  Lord,  which  dwelt 

In  Abrah'm's  breast,  and  sealed  him  thine? 
Which  made  Paul's  heart  with  sorrow  melt, 
And  glow  with  energy  divine?— 

3  That  Spirit,  which  from  age  to  age 
Proclaimed  thy  love,  and  taught  thy  ways? 

Brightened  Isaiah's  vivid  page, 
And  breathed  in  David's  hollowed  lays  ? 

4  Is  not  thy  grace  as  mighty  now 
As  when  Elijah  felt  its  power; 

When  glory  beamed  from  Moses'  brow, 
Or  Job  endured  the  trying  hour  ? 

5  Remember,  Lord,  the  ancient  days: 
Renew  thy  work;  thy  grace  restore; 

And  while  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise, 
On  us  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour.      w.  II.  Bat-hurst. 

593.  Prayer  for  a  Revival.  L.  M. 

GREAT  Lord  of  all  thy  churches!  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer; 
Perfumed  by  thee,  O  may  it  rise, 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  May  every  pastor,  from  above 
Be  new  inspired  with  zeal  and  love, 
To  watch  thy  flock,  thy  flock  to  fee d , 
And  sow  with  care  the  precious  seed. 

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3  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace; 
Unite  our  souls,  and  grant  us  peace; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

4  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live, 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

5  May  aged  saints  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness; 

And,  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

6  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise. 
And,  weeping,  sow  the  seed  of  praise; 
In  humble  hope,  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer. 

Will i dm  Kingsb urg. 

594.  Aicake,  Jerusalem.  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake, 
No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down; 
The  garment  of  salvation  take, 
Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy  sight. 

And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes; 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light, 
The  great  Deliv'rer  calls,  Arise: 

3  Shake  oft*  the  bands  of  sad  despair, 

Zion,  assert  thy  liberty; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare. 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace, 

Be  purged  from  every  sinful  stain. 
Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  his  hallowed  name  in  vain. 

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5  The  Lord  shall  in  your  front  appear, 
And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on; 
His  glory  shall  bring  up  the  rear, 
And  perfect  what  his  grace  begun. 

<".  Wesley. 

595,  -4.  Revival  sought.  C.  M. 

REVIVE,  O  God!  desponding  saints, 
Who  languish,  droop  and  sigh; 
.Refresh  the  soul  that  tires  and  faints; 
Fill  mourning  hearts  with  joy. 
2  Make  known  thy  power,  victorious  King! 
Subdue  each  stubborn  will; 
Then  sovereign  grace  we'll  join  to  sing 
On  Zion's  sacred  hill.  Anon. 

596*  Revive  us  again.  11. 

WE  praise  thee,  O  God!  for  the  Son  of  thy 
love, 
For  Jesus  who  died,  and  is  now  gone  above! 
Cho. — Hallelujah!  thine  the  glory,  hallelujah, 
amen. 
Hallelujah!  thine  the  glory,  revive  us 
again. 

2  We  praise  thee,  O  God!  for  thy  spirit  of 

light, 
Who  has  shown  us  our  Saviour,  and  scattered 
our  night. 

3  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that  was 

slain, 
Who  has  borne  all  our  sins,   and  cleansed 
every  stain. 

4  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  God  of  all  grace, 
Who  has  bought   us,    and    sought   us,   and 

guided  our  ways. 

5  Eevive  us  again;  fill  each  heart  with  thjr 

love; 
May  each  soul  be  rekindled  with  fire  from 

above.  jr.  P.  Mac  htm. 


THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFK. 

597.  Lord,  revive  its  ! 

CJAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 


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Grant  ns,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain! 
.   All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again, 

Lord,  revive  us; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  part  looked  gay  and  green; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen! 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

3  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c.  » 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  us  bloom  again; 
O  permit  us  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain! 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 
Let  each  one,  esteemed  thy  "servant, 
Shun  the  world's  alluring  snares. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

6  Break  the  tempters'  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Lord,  revive  US,  &C.  John  Newfon. 

598.         Thanksgiving  for  a  Bevival.  7 

POTJNT  of  everlasting  love! 
Rich  thy  streams  of  mercy  are, 
Flowing  purely  from  above; 
Beautv  marks  their  course  afar. 

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THE  LORD  S-DAY. 

2  Lo!  thy  church,  athirst  and  faint, 

Drinks  the  full  refreshing  tide; 
Thou  hast  heard  her  sad  complaint, 
Floods  of  grace  are  sweeping  wide! 

3  God  of  mercy!  to  thy  throne 

Now  our  fervent  thanks  we  bring; 
Thine  the  glory,  thine  alone, 
Joyous  praise  to  thee  we  sing. 

•i.  While  we  lift  our  grateful  song, 
Let  the  Spirit  still  descend; 
Roll  the  tide  of  grace  along, 
Widening,  deepening,  to  the  end! 

Bay  Palmer, 


THE  LORD'S-DAY. 


599*       Self-Dedication  to  the  Lord.       L.  M. 

RETURN,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  has  blest, 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun. 

2  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies: 

And  draw  from  Christ  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  piedge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pain-;. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  comforts,  pass  away: 

How  sweet!  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

Jox.  St' 
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THE  LORD  S-DAY. 

600.  Sabbath  Employment.  L.  M. 

WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 

To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  anosing, 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast; 
O  may  my  heart  in  time  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound! 

3  When  grace  has  purified  my  heart, 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part: 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  be  shed 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below; 

And  every  hour  find  sweet  employ, 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy.  /.  Watt*. 

601.  Sabbath-Day.  C.  M. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own. 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
Help  us,  O  Lord!  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace, 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

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THE   LORD  S-DAY. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 
The  Church  on  earth  can  raise; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise.  /.  Watts. 

602.  The  Blemng  of  the  Sabbath.        CM. 

LEST  day  of  God!  most  calm,  most  bright, 

The  first  and  best  of  days; 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise; 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine, 
Beyond  all  other  days*. 

3  The  first-fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind; 
And  they  who  do  the  Sabbath  love, 
A  happy  week  will  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  fore  God  appear.; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine; 
Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear, 
And  thus  to  make  it  mine.         John  Mason. 

603.  Delight  in  Ordinances.  S.  M. 

WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
V V     That  saw  the  Lord  arise: 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes! 

*J  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

o  One  day  in  such  a  place 

Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Within  the  tents  of  sin. 


TKE  LOKI>  S-DAY. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay- 
in  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit,  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss.  J.  Watts. 

604*       Rejoicing  on  the  Lord' 8-Day.      H.  M- 

CHILDREN  of  God,  awake, 
And  hail  this  sacred  day; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 

Your  grateful  homage  pay; 
Come,  bless  the  day  that  God  hath  blest. 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest. 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 
The  Lord  of  life  arose; 
He  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes; 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above, 
And  reaps  the  fruits  of  all  his  love. 

Thos.  Gotterilh  aU 

605.  Day  of  Rest.  7,  6.  I> 

ODAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 
O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright; 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 
Bending  before  the  throne, 
Sing,  holy,  holy,  holy,  % 

To  the  great  Three  in  One. 

2  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  Gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

3  New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 


THE  CHURCH — GENERAL  HYMNS. 

We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  hlest. 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father  and  to  Son: 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  thee,  blest  Three  in  One.  c.  Wordsworth^ 

606.  Return  of  the  holy  Day.       7,  ii,  D. 

THINE  holy  day's  returning, 
Our  hearts  exult  to  see; 
And  with  devotion  burning, 

Ascend,  O  God,  to  thee! 
To-day  with  purest  pleasure, 

Our  thoughts  from  earth  withdraw; 
We  search  for  heavenly  treasure, 
We  learn  thy  holy  law. 

2  We  join  to  sing  thy  praises, 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath-day; 
Each  voice  in  gladness  raises, 

Its  loudest,  sweetest  lay! 
Thy  richest  mercies  sharing, 

Inspire  us  with  thy  love, 
By  grace  our  souls  preparing 

Tor  nobler  praise  above.  Ray  jPabner- 


THE  CHURCH. 


GKNEBJLL  HYMNS. 


607*    The  Church's  Safety  and  Irivmph.    L  M. 

GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 
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THE    CHURCH — 

"2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there; 

Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar; 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 

While  every  nation,  every  shore 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  threatening  hour; 

^Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move. 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 

/.  Watts. 

608.    The  Pleasure  of  public  Warshij).   L.  M. 

HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God!  my  King!  why  should  I  be 
So'far  from  all  my  joys  "and  thee  ? 

3  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  the  throne  of  majesty; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength. 
Till  all  shalfmeet  in  heaven  at  length- 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there.     /.  Wafts. 

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€09.  The  Foundation-Stone.  C.  M. 


B 


EHOLD  the  sure  foundation-stone 

Which  God.  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

We  now  adore  thy  name; 
We  trust  our  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  can  we  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain: 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  Church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

1  What,  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  building  rise: 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes.  I.  Waits. 

8J  0.         The  Church  immovable.  C.  M. 

0  WHERE  are  kings  and  empires  now, 
Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 
But,  Lord!  thy  Church  is  praying  yet 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong; 
We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For,  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world, 

Thy  holy  Church,  O  God! 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  threatening 
her, 
And  tempests  are  abroad; 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

Arthur  Cleveland  Core. 
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611.  Founded  on  a  Bock.  < '.  M. 

WITH  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong, 
Unrivaled  and  alone, 
Loved  theme  of  many  a  sacred  sonu, 
God's  holy  city  shone. 

2  Thus  fair  was  Zion's  chosen  seat, 

The  glory  of  all  lands; 
Yet  fairer,  and  in  strength  complete, 
The  Christian  temple  stands! 

3  The  faithful  of  each  clime  and  age, 

This  glorious  Church  compose; 
Built  on  a  rock,  with  idle  rage 
The  threatening  tempest  blows. 

4  In  vain  may  hostile  hands  alarm, 

For  God  is  her  defense; 
How  weak,  how  powerless  each  arm, 
Against  Omnipotence!  I.  Watt* 

612.  Low  for  Zion.  S.  M. 


I 


LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 

With  his  own  precious  blood. 


2  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways. 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

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GENERAL  HYMNS. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

Timothy  Dwigkt. 

613.  Her  Confidence  and  Security.        S.  M. 

WHO  in  the  Lord  confide, 
And  feel  his  sprinkled  blood, 
In  storms  and  hurricanes  abide 
Firm  as  the  mount  of  God : 

2  Steadfast,  and  fixed,  and  sure, 

His  Zion  cannot  move; 
His  faithful  people  stand  secure 
In  Jesus'  guardian  love. 

3  As  round  Jerusalem 

The  hilly  bulwarks  rise, 
So  God  protects  and  covers  them 
From  all  their  enemies. 

4  On  every  side  he  stands, 

And  for  his  Israel  cares; 
And  safe  in  his  almighty  hands 
Their  souls  forever  bears.  c.  Wesley. 

614.  Her  Enemies  confounded-.         8,  7,  4. 

ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded, 
Zion,  kept  by  power  divine: 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine: 

Happy  Zion, — 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove; 

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THE    CHURCH — 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3^In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

1  hence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight: 

God  is  with  thee,— 
God,  thine  everlasting  light.  Tho*.  Keiiu. 

615*  The  Church  God's  chosen  Residence.**,  1 1). 

G1 LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
r  Zion,  city  of  our  God! 
He  whose  words  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode: 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 

With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  lire  appear! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near; 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  ttie  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

J.  yeuton. 

616.    "  God's  Tabernacle  with  Men."    8,  7.  I>. 

PRAISE  the  Rock  of  our  salvation 
Laud  his  name  from  zone  to  zone; 
On  that  Rock  the  Church  is  builded, 
Christ  himself  the  corner-stone; 
Vain  against  our  rock-built  Zion, 
Winds  and  waters,  fire  and  hail, 
Christ  is  in  her  mid'st;  against  her 
Sin  and  hell  shall  not  prevail. 

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ADMISSION. 

2  Framed  of  living  stones,  cemented 
By  the  Spirit's  unity, 
Based  on  prophets  and  apostles, 
Firm  in  faith,  and  stayed  on  thee, 
May  thy  Church,  O  Lord  incarnate, 
Grow  in  grace,  in  peace,  in  love; 
Emblem  of  the  heavenly  Zion, 
The  Jerusalem  above.  *  Benj.  Webb~ 


ADMISSION. 


6iT«  A  Welcome  to  Christian  Fellowship.  L.  M. 

COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord! 
O  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name; 
We  welcome  thee,  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And,  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known: 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 

4  Once  more,  our  welcome  we  repeat; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love; 
O  may  we  all  together  meet 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 

James  Montgomery.. 

618*    Invitation  to  Church  Fellotcship.    L.  M. 

BRETHREN  in  Christ,  and  well  beloved, 
To  Jesus  and  his  servants  dear, 
Enter,  and  show  yourselves  approved; 
Enter,  and  find  that  God  is  here. 
2  Welcome  from  earth:  lo,  the  right  hand 
Of  fellowship  to  you  we  give! 
With  open  hearts  and  hands  we  stand, 
And  you  in  Jesus'  name  receive. 

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THK   CHURCH— 

3  Jesus,  attend;  thyself  reveal; 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midst  we  wait  to  feel; 
We  wait  to  catch  the  spreading  hauie. 

4  Truly  our  fellowship  below 

With  thee  and  with  the  Father  is: 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heaven's  unutterable  bliss. 

5  Though  but  in  part  we  know  thee  here, 

We  wait  thy  coming  from  above; 
And  we  shall  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  be  forever  lost  in  love.  c.  Wesley. 

619.  United  in  Christ.  L.  M. 

KINDRED  in  Christ!  for  his  dear  sake 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above; 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 
Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us. 

4  Thus, — as  the  moments  pass  away, — 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

,/.  NewUm, 

620.  Joined  in  one  Body.  C.  M. 

PLANTED  in  Christ,  the  living  vine, 
This  day,  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves,  with  humble  faith  and  jov, 
We  Yield  to  thee,  O  Lord! 


UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be: 

One  inward  life  partake; 
One  be  our  heart,  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 

3  In  prayer,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 

One  wisdom  be  our  guide; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above, 
In  thee  may  we  abide. 

4  Then,  when  among  the  saints  in  light 

Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine!         8.  F.  Smith 


UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 


621.  The  sacred  Tie.  L.  M. 

HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  accordant  minds ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are 
one! 

2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear! 
What  watchful  love,  what  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Kefine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin! 

3  Their  streaming  tears  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  oft  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  smiling  face; 
How  high,  how  strong  their  raptures  swell 
There's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
'Midst  nature's  drooping,  sickening  fire: 
Soon  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above — 
A  heaven  of  joy,  because  of  love. 

Mrs.  Atonn  L.  Barhmd  '. 

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022.  Glorious  and  spotless.  L,  M. 

JESUS,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Great  builder  of  thy  Church  below, 
If  now  thy  Spirit  move  my  breast. 
Hear,  and  fulfill  thine  own  request 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord. 
And  wait  thy  sanctifying  word, 

And  thee  their  utmost  Saviour  own, — 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  express, 
Stand  forth  thy  chosen  witnesses, 
Thy  power  unto  salvation  show, 
And  perfect  holiness  below. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold 
How  Christians  lived  in  days  of  old; 
Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach— and  love. 

C.  Wesley, 

623.  Brotherly  Love.  C.  M 


H 


OW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word! 


2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart.  " 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  fix  above; 
May  each  his  brother's  failing>  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream. 

Through  every  bosom  flow: 
And  union  sweet  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 


UNITY    AND   FELLOWSHIP. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  hinds, 
The  happy  souls  ahove: 
And  he 's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  hosom  glow  with  love. 

Joseph.  Swain. 

624.  Lave  the  Test  of  Discipleship.        C.  M. 

OUR  God  is  love;  and  all  his  saints 
His  image  hear  below: 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 
With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

2  Teach  us  to  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  loved  by  thee; 
None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 
Can  live  in  enmity. 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 
With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  may  the  unbelieving  world 

See  how  true  Christians  love; 

And  glorify  our  Saviour's  grace, 

And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

T.   Cotterill. 

625.  Friendly  Aid.  C.  M. 

TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart: 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart! 

2  H  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us,  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

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4  Help  us,  to  build  each  other  up; 

Our  little  stock  improve; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow; 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  Bride; 
Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctified.  a  Wesley. 

626.  Fellowship  of  Love.  C.  M. 

LORD,  thou  on  earth  didst  love  thine  own. 
Didst  love  them  to  the  end: 
O  still  from  thy  celestial  throne, 
Let  gifts  of  love  descend. 

2  The  love  the  Father  bears  to  thee, 

His  own  eternal  Son, 
Fill  all  thy  saints,  till  all  shall  be 
In  pure  affection  one. 

3  As  thou  for  us  didst  stoop  so  low, 

Warmed  by  love's  holy  flame, 
So  let  our  deeds  of  kindness  flow 
To  all  that  bear  thy  name. 

4  One  blessed  fellowship  of  love, 

Thy  living  Church  should  stand, 
Till,  faultless,  she  at  last  above 
Shall  shine  at  thy  right  hand. 

5  O  glorious  day,  when  she,  the  Bride, 

With  her  dear  Lord  appears! 
Then  robed  in  beauty  at  his  side, 
She  shall  forget  her  tears!         Ray  Palmer 


UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

627*  The  dear  uniting  Tie.  C.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 
That  will  not  let  us  part; 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go; 
And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside, 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified! 

4  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part.     c.  Wesley. 

628.  The  Bond  of  Love.  C.  M. 

THE  glorious  universe  around, 
The  heavens  with  all  their  train, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  are  firmly  bound 
In  one  mysterious  chain. 

2  In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

3  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song; 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

4  Lord,  may  our  union  form  a  part 

Of  that  thrice  happy  whole; 
Derive  its  pulse  from  thee,  the  heart. 
Its  life  from  thee,  the  soul. 

James  Montgomery. 
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THE   CHURCH — 

629.  Cordial  Agreement.  C.  M. 

ALL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 
Who  joins  us,  by  his  grace, 
And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restored, 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up; 

And  gathered  into  one, 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hop*', 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 

We  all  delight  to  prove: 
The  grace  through  every  vessel  now*, 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

1  E'en  now  we  think  and  speak  the  same, 

And  cordially  agree, 
United  all,  through  Jesus'  name, 
In  perfect  harmony. 

5  We  all  partake  the  joy  of  one, 

The  common  peace  we  feel; 
A  peace  to  sensual  minds  unknown, 
A  joy  unspeakable. 

6  And  if  our  fellowship  below 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet, 
What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know, 
When  round  his  throne  we  meet! 

C.  Wesley. 

630*  Communion  with  Saints  in  Heaven.  CM. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
Who  have  obtained  the  prize; 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 
To  joys  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing, 

With  those  to  glory  gone; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 

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UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP 

3  One  family  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  Church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  his  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  His  militant  embodied  host, 

With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 

And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 

And  reach  the  heavenly*  land. 

C.  Wesley. 

631.  Vital  Union  to  Christ  in  Regeneration.  8.  IB. 

DEAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine, 
By  everlasting  bands; 
Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign, 
Our  souls  are  in  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever-growing  zeal; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head; 
Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

P.  Doddridge 

632.  The  blessed  Tie.  S.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

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THE  CHURCH— 

2  Before  Our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, 
Our  comforts,  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes: 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity.  John  Faucett. 

633*  Witnesses  far  Jems.  7,  D. 

COME,  and  let  us  sweetly  join, 
Christ  to  praise  in  hymns  divine: 
Give  we  all,  with  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord: 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raise; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days; 
Antedate  the  joys  above,— 
Celebrate  the  feast  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  strive; 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glowed, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God: 
We  like  them  may  live  and  love; 
Called  we  are  their  joys  to  prove; 
Saved  with  them  from  future  wrath; 
Partners  of  like  precious  faith. 

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UNITY  AND  FELLOWSHIP. 

3  Sing  we  then  in  Jesus'  name, 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same; 
One  in  every  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace: 
We  for  Christ,  our  Master,  stand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land: 
We  our  dying  Lord  confess; 
We  are  Jesus'  witnesses.  c.  Wesley. 

634.  Meet,  ne'er  to  sever.  6,  5. 

WHEN"  shall  we  meet  again? 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Kound  us  forever  ?     * 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
Never,— no,  never. 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow, 

Pure  as  life's  river? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  forever  ? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  sball  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never,— no,  never. 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour! 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever! 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never, — no,  never. 

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever, 
Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 
Round  us  forever; 
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Our  hearts  will  then  repose, 
Secure  from  worldly  woes; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 
Never, — no,  never. 

A.  A.  Waits  d-  8.  F.  Smith 
THE  MINISTRY. 

635.  Heralds  of  the  Cross.  L.  M. 

G1  O  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name, 
I    Sweetly  the  Gospel  trumpet  sound; 
The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim, 
Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 

2  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies; 
With  care  bind  up  the  broken  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 

3  Be  wise  as  serpents,  where  you  go, 

But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove; 
And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  show 
Ye  are  commissioned  from  above. 

4  Freely  from  me  ye  have  received, 

Freely,  in  love,  toothers  give; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believed, 
And,  by  your  labors,  sinners  live. 

Unknouu. 

636a       Far  tlie  Success  of  Ministers.       L.  to. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer: 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee; 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 

2  O  clothe  their  words  with  power  divine, 
And  let  those  words  be  ever  thine; 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal; 
Suppress  their  fear,  Inflame  their  zeal. 

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THE  MINISTRY. 

3  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain, 
Nor  let  them  lahor,  Lord,  in  vain. 

4  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound; 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  Spirit's  living  power. 

Benjamin 

837.        Christ's  constraining  Love.         L.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  mine  inmost  thoughts  descry; 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise  ? 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wandering  souls  of  men ; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, — 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name; 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame: 

All  hail,  reproach;  and  welcome,  pain: 
Only  thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

4  My  life,  my  blood,  I  here  present, 
If  for  thy  truth  they  may  be  spent; 
Fulfill  thy  sovereign  counsel,  Lord: 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  adored. 

5  Give  me  thy  strength,  O  God  of  power: 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  1  be: 

'Tis  fixed;  I  can  do  all  through  thee. 

Johann  J.  Winkler.  Tr.  J.  Wesley. 

638,       For  a  Meeting  of  Ministers.        L.  M. 

POUR  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high; 
Lord,  thine  assembled  servants  bless: 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 
And  clothe  them  with  thy  righteousness. 

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2  Within  thy  temple,  when  we  stain  I 

To  teach  the  truth  as  taught  by  thee, 
Saviour,  like  stars  in  thy  right  hand, 
The  angels  of  the  churches  be. 

3  Wisdom,  and  zeal,  and  faith  impart, 

Firmness  with  meekness  from  above, 
To  bear  thy  people  on  our  heart, 
And  love  the  souls  whom  thou  dost  love 

4  To  watch,  and  pray,  and  never  faint; 

By  day  and  night  strict  guard  to  keep; 
To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 
Nourish  thy  lambs,  and  feed  thy  sheep. 

6  Then,  when  our  work  is  finished  here, 
In  humble  hope  our  charge  resign: 
When  the  chief  Shepherd  shall  appear, 
O  God,  may  they  and  we  be  thine. 

J«  m  es  Mon  tgomery 

639.  The  great  Commission.  L.  M 

TT1  WAS  Jesus'  last  and  great  command, 
J.    "Go,  preach  my  word  in  every  land, 
To  all  be  my  salvation  shown; 
To  every  creature  make  it  known. 

a  "While  thus  employed,  expect  my  grace, 
Attending  you  from  place  to  place; 
Where'er  you  meet  expect  me  there, 
In  church,  or  house,  or  open  air. ' ' 

3  Commissioned  thus,  we  come  abroad, 
To  preach  the  Gospel  of  our  God; 
The  love  of  God  in  Christ  to  tell, 
The  love  that  saves  from  sin  and  hell. 

4  Jesus,  our  Lord,  thy  word  fulfill, 
Thy  Spirit's  power  be  with  us  still; 
May  all  our  souls  thy  blessings  share, 
Accept  our  praise  and  hear  our  prayer. 

U nk  no  a  /i. 


THE  MINISTRY. 

640.  The  Pastoral  Office.  C.  M. 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 
And  take  th'  alarm  they  give, 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God, 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 
The  pastor's  care  demands: 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  iilled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

S  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 
Did  heavenly  bliss  forego! 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live, 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  Lord,  let  thy  servants,  as  they  preach, 
Thy  great  salvation  see; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

P.  Doddridge. 

641*  Encouraging  the  Gospel  Messenger.  C.  M. 

O,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 
Ye  messengers  of  God; 
Go,  publish  through  Immanuel's  name, 
Salvation  bought  with  blood. 

2  What  though  your  arduous  task  may  lie 
Through  regions  dark  as  death; 
What  though  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
Perils  beset  your  path  ? 

%  Yet  with  determined  courage  go, 
And  armed  with  power  divine, 
Your  God  will  needful  aid  bestow, 
And  on  your  labors  shine. 

4  He  who  has  called  you  to  the  war, 
Will  recompense  your  pains; 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car, 
Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 


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THE   CHURCH — 

5  Shrink  not,  though  earth  and  hell  oppose, 
But  plead  your  Master's  cause; 
Nor  doubt  that  e'en  your  mighty  foes, 
Shall  bow  before  his  cross.     Thomas  MereU. 

642.-ktf  %  Priests  be  clothed  with  Solvations.  M. 

JESUS,  the  word  of  mercy  give, 
And  let  it  swiftly  run; 
And  let  the  priests  themselves  believe, 
And  put  salvation  on. 

2  Let  all  thy  chosen  servants  shine, 

Illustrious  as  the  sun, 
And  bright  with  borrowed  rays  divine, 
Their  glorious  circuit  ran. 

3  As  giants  may  they  ran  their  race, 

Exulting  in  their  might; 
As  burning  luminaries"  chase 
The  gloom  of  hellish  night. 

4  As  the  bright  sun  of  righteousness, 

Their  healing  wings  display; 
And  let  their  lustre  still  increase 
Unto  the  perfect  day.  c.  Wesley,  •:/. 

Ql^%"HowbmiitifidupontheMovMain."  S.  M. 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill: 
That  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 

So  sweet  the  tidings  are; 
"Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here!  " 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found! 

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THE  MINISTRY. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light; 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight! 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God.  I.  Whit*. 

044,  The  watchful  Servant.  S.  M. 

YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait: 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame; 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,  'tis  your  Lord's  command; 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found: 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see,- 
And  be  with  honor  crowned.  P.  Doddridge. 

645.  Ministers'  Prayer.  7,  6. 

LORD  of  the  living  harvest 
That  whitens  o'er  the  plain, 
Where  angels  soon  shall  gather 
Their  sheaves  of  golden  grain; 

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Accept  these  hands  to  labor, 
These  hearts  to  trust  and  love, 

And  deign  with  them  to  hasten 
Thy  kingdom  from  above. 

2  As  laborers  in  thy  vineyard, 

Send  us,  O  Christ,  to  be 
Content  to  bear  the  burden 

Of  weary  days  for  thee; 
We  ask  no  other  wages, 

When  thou  shalt  caJl  us  home, 
But  to  have  shared  the  travail 

Which  makes  thy  kingdom  come. 

3  Come  down,  thou  Holy  Spirit! 

And  till  our  souls  with  light, 
Clothe  us  in  spotless  raiment, 

In  linen  clean  and  white; 
Beside  thy  sacred  altar 

Be  with  us,  where  we  stand, 
To  sanctify  thy  people 

Through  all  this  happy  land. 

John  S.  B.  IfonseO. 

646*  Ordination  Hymn.  S.  M. 

YE  messengers  of  Christ, 
His  sovereign  voice  obey; 
Arise!  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve, 

Will  needful  strength  bestow; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose: 
The  cause  is  God's  and  must  prevail, 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

4  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  fame, 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace, 
To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  num'rous  race. 


5  We  wish  you  in  his  name, 
Great  courage  and  success; 
Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth, 
Will  your  endeavors  bless.  Mrs    Vote. 

647.  "Shall  reap  in  Joy."  S.  M. 

THE  harvest  dawn  is  near, 
The  year  delays  not  long; 
And  he  who  sows  with  many  a  tear 
Shall  reap  with  many  a  song. 

2  Sad  to  his  toil  he  goes, 

His  seed  with  weeping  leaves; 
But  he  shall  come  at  twilight's  close, 
And  bring  his  golden  sheaves. 

George  Burgess. 


EAPTISM. 


648*  This  Child  we  dedicate.  L.  M. 

THIS  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace  and  purity! 
Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 
And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong. 

2  O  may  thy  Spirit  gently  draw 
Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law; 
May  virtue,  piety,  and  truth, 
Dawn  even  with  its  dawning  youth. 

3  We  too,  before  thy  gracious  sight, 
Once  snared  the  blest  baptismal  rite, 
And  would  renew  its  solemn  vow 

With  love,  and  thanks,  and  praises,  now. 

4  Help  that,  with  true  and  faithful  heart, 
We  still  may  act  the  Christian's  part. 
Cheered  by  each  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  laboring  for  the  prize  in  heaven. 

8.  Gilman. 

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649.  Prayer  far  the  Children  of  the  Chvrch.  L.  I. 

DEAR  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray 
From  thy  secure  enclosure's  hound, 
And,  lured  by  worldly  joys  away, 
Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found; 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  thine, 

That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear; 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine, 
The  sign  of  covenant  grace,  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  erring,  sinful  years, 

O  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be; 
Remember  all  the  prayers  and  tears 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee. 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 

These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more, 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way, 
The  wanderers  to  thy  fold  restore/ 

Abby  Bradley  Hyde. 

650.  Buried  in  Baptism.  L.  M. 

HOW  blest  the  hour  when  first  we  gave 
Our  guilty  souls  to  thee,  O  God; 
A  cheerful  sacrifice  of  love, 
Bought  with  the  Saviour's  precious  blood. 
2  How  blest  the  solemn  rite  that  seals 
Our  death  to  sin,  our  guilt  forgiven;— 
How  blest  the  emblem  that  reveals 
God  reconciled,  and  peace  with  heaven. 

S.  F.  Smith. 

651.  The  Shepherd  of  the  Lambs.        C.  M, 

QEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 
io  With  all-engaging  charms; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 
2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name, 
For  't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  glory  came." 

394 


BAPTISM. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust.      p.  Doddridge 

652.  Baptism  of  Children.  G.  21. 

OUR  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer, 
We  now  devote  to  thee; 
Let  them  thy  covenant  mercies  share, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 

2  In  early  days  their  hearts  secure 

From  worldly  snares  we  pray; 
And  let  them  to  the  end  endure 
In  every  righteous  way. 

3  Help  us  before  them,  Lord,  to  live 

In  holy  faith  and  fear; 
And  then  to  heaven  our  souls  receive, 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

Marianne  JIunn. 

653*         Significance  of  Baptism.  C.  &L 

OLOED,  while  we  confess  the  worth 
Of  this  the  outward  seal, 
Do  thou  the  truths  herein  set  forth 
To  every  heart  reveal. 

2  Death  to  the  world  we  here  avow, 

Death  to  each  fleshly  lust; 
Newness  of  life  our  calling  now, 
A  risen  Lord  our  trust. 

3  And  we,  O  Lord,  who  now  partake 

Of  resurrection  life, 
With  every  sin,  for  thy  dear  sake, 
Would  be  at  constant  strife. 

395 


THE   CHURCH — 

4  Baptized  into  the  Father's  name, 
We'd  walk  as  sons  of  God; 
Baptized  in  thine,  we  own  thy  claim 
As  ransomed  by  thy  blood. 

o  Baptized  into  the  Holy  Ghost, 
We'd  keep  his  temple  pure, 
And  make  thy  grace  our  only  boast, 
And  by  thy  strength  endure. 

Mrs.  M.  B.  Peters. 

654*  Faith  and  Baptism.  C.  M. 

PROCLAIM,    saith    Christ,  my  wondrous 
grace 
To  all  the  sons  of  men; 
He  that  believes  and  is  baptized, 
Salvation  shall  obtain. 

2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  oa  those, 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declared, 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race; 
And,  in  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

4  And  when  the  final  message  comes, 

To  call  their  souls  away, 
May  they  be  found  prepared  to  live 
In  realms  of  endless  day.  Jas.  Newtdn. 

655.         Suffer  them  to  come  to  me.         S.  M. 

THE  Saviour  kindly  calls 
Our  children  to  his  breast: 
He  holds  them  in  his  gracious  arms; — 
Himself  declares  them  blest. 

2  "  Let  them  approach,"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  claim; 
The  heirs  of  heaven  are  such  as  these, — 
For  such  as  these  I  came." 

396 


THE  LORD  S  SUPPER. 

3  With  joy  we  bring  them,  Lord! 
Devoting  them  to  thee, 
Imploring  that,  as  we  are  thine, 
Thine  may  our  offspring  be. 

P.  Doddridge,  alt. 

656.         God's  gracious  Promises.  S.  M. 

OUR  children  thou  dost  claim, 
O  Lord  our  God,  as  thine: 
Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name, 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

2  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 

Thee  let  the  sons  adore; 
Joined  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

3  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord! 

How  plenteous  is  thy  grace, 
Wh'ch,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 

4  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 

S'lall  own  their  father's  God; 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings,  share, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad.       Unknown. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


657 *  Rejoicing  at  the  table,  withgodlysorroic.  L.  S. 

0  JESUS,  our  exalted  Lord, 
Dear  name  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 
To  thee  with  heart  and  voice  we  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  And  while  around  this  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worship  at  thy  feet, 
O  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love! 

397 


THE    CHURCH — 

3  Let  humble,  penitential  woe, 
In  tears  of  godly  sorrow  flow; 
And.  thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy,  to  every  heart. 

Anne  Steele, 

658.  The  Emblems.  L.  M. 

THE  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup, 
On  which  we  now  are  called  to  sup, 
Without  thy  help  and  grace  divine, 
Will  prove  no  more  than  bread  and  wine. 

2  But  come,  great  Master  of  the  feast, 
Impart  thy  grace  to  every  guest; 
Direct  our  views  to  Calvary, 

And  help  us  to  remember  thee. 

3  Let  us  with  light  and  truth  be  blest, 
Upon  thy  bosom  let  us  rest; 

And  at  thy  supper  may  we  learn, 
Thy  broken  body  to  discern. 

4  O  that  our  souls  may  now  be  fed 
With  Christ  himself,  the  living  bread; 
That  we  the  covenan  t  may  renew 

And  to  our  vows  be  rendered  true!       Avon. 

659.  ' 'He  sat  down  with  the  Twelve. ' '     C.  M. 

LORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place— 

2  I,  who  am  all  defiled  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God ! 
I,  who  have  crucified  thy  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood! 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

398 


THE  LORD  S  SUPPER. 

4  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven! 
In  praise  join  all  your  powers: 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love! 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours!         s.  Stennett. 

660.  Christ  present.  C.  M. 

OGOD,  unseen,  yet  ever  near! 
Thy  presence  may  we  feel; 
And  thus,  inspired  with  holy  fear, 
Before  thine  altar  kneel,  j 

2  Here  may  thy  faithful  people  know 

The  blessings  of  thy  love; 
The  streams  that  through  the  desert  flow, 
The  manna  from  above. 

3  We  come,  obedient  to  thy  word, 

To  feast  on  heavenly  food; 
Our  meat,  the  body  of  the  Lord; 
Our  drink,  his  precious  blood. 

Edward  Osier. 

661.  -Bw*  Gifts  of  Gospel  Grace.        C.  M. 

OLOVE  divine!  O  matchless  grace! 
Which  in  this  sacred  rite 
Shines  forth  so  full,  so  free,  in  rays 
Of  purest  living  light. 

2  O  wondrous  death!  O  precious  blood! 

For  us  so  freely  spilt, 
To  cleanse  our  sin-polluted  souls 
From  every  stain  of  guilt. 

3  0  covenant  of  life  and  peace, 

By  blood  and  suffering  sealed ! 
All  the  rich  gifts  of  Gospel  grace 
Are  here  to  faith  revealed. 

4  Jesus,  we  bow  our  souls  to  thee, 

Our  life,  our  hope,  our  all, 
While  we,  with  thankful,  contrite  hearts. 
Thy  dying  love  recall. 

399 


THE  CHURCH — 

5  O  may  thy  pine  and  perfect  love 
Be  written  on  our  minds; 
Nor  «arth,  nor  self,  nor  sin  obscure 
The  ever-radiant  lines.    Edmund  Tumeg. 

662.  ft*  Design.  C*  M. 

THAT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Did  almost  with  his  dying  breath 
This  solemn  feast  ordain. 

2  To  k^ep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  have  met, 

And  to  remember  thee: 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat,— 
For  me  he  died,  for  me! 

3  Thy  sufferings,  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 

1o  our  remembrance  brings: 
W*}  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine, 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 

4  O  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame 

Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 
To  sing,— Hosanna  to  the  Lamb, 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me.     Joseph  Hart 

663.  The  Imitation.  C.  M. 

THE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 
And  blessings  crown  the  board; 
Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys. 
Could  such  delight  afford.* 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given, 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way. 
Around  the  board  appear. 

400 


THE  LORD  S  SHIPPER. 

4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 
Nor  weak  excuses  frame; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  founder's  name. 

1'.  Doddridge. 

664*  Grateful  Remembrance- .  C.  M- 

ACCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord,— 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be: 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee! 

6  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 
And  all  thy  love  to  me; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 
And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me.         James  Montgomery. 

665*     Universal  Gladness  and  Joy.  S.  M, 

GLORY  to  God  on  high 
Our  peace  is  made  with  heaven; 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  die 
That  we  might  be  forgiven. 
(26)  401 


THE   CHURCH 

2  His  precious  blood  was  shed, 

His  body  bruised  for  sin; 
Remember  this  in  eating  bread, 
And  that  in  drinking  wine. 

3  Approach  his  royal  board, 

In  his  rich  garments  clad; 
Join  every  tongue  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  every  heart  be  glad. 

•i  The  Father  gives  the  Son; 

The  Son,  his  flesh  and  blood: 
The  Spirit  seals,  and  faith  puts  on 
The  righteousness  of  God.  C.  Wesley. 

666.  ' '  TUl  He  come. "  7.  •  1. 

64  rpiLL  he  come:  "  O  let  the  words 
J.    Linger  on  the  trembling  chords; 
Let  the  little  while  between 
In  their  golden  light  be  seen; 
Let  us  think  how  heaven  and  home 
Lie  beyond  that—"  Till  he  come." 

2  When  the  weary  ones  we  love 
Enter  on  their  rest  above, 

When  their  words  of  love  and  cheer 
Fall  no  longer  on  our  ear, 
Hush,  be  every  murmur  dumb; 
It  is  only—"  Till  he  come." 

3  Clouds  and  darkness  round  us  press; 
Would  we  have  no  sorrow  less? 

All  the  sharpness  of  the  cross, 
All  that  tells  the  world  is  loss, 
Death  and  darkness  and  the  tomb, 
Pain  us  only—"  Till  he  come! " 

4  See,  the  feast  of  love  is  spread, 
Drink  the  wine,  and  break  the  bread; 
Sweet  memorials,— till  the  Lord 

Call  us  round  his  heavenly  board; 
Some  from  earth,  from  glory  some, 
Severed  only — "  Till  he  come." 

Edicard  H.  Bickersteth. 


THE  LORD  S  SUPPER, 

667*     The  memorial  Feast  maintained.  7,  6  1. 

'II /T  ANY  centuries  have  fled 

IVL  Since  our  Saviour  broke  the  bread, 

And  this  sacred  feast  ordained, 

Ever  by  his  Church  retained: 

Those  his  body  who  discern, 

Thus  shall  meet  till  his  return. 

2  Through  the  Church's  long  eclipse, 
When,  from  priest  or  pastor's  lips, 
Truth  divine  was  never  heard,— 
'Mid  the  famine  of  the  word, 
Still  these  symbols  witness  gave 
To  his  love  who  died  to  save. 

3  All  who  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 
Here  their  common  faith  proclaim; 
Though  diverse  in  tongue  or  rite,  - 
Here,  one  body,  we  unite; 
Breaking  thus  one  mystic  bread, 
Members  of  one  common  Head. 

4  Come,  the  blessed  emblems  share, 
Which  the  Saviour's  death  declare; 
Come,  on  truth  immortal  feed; 
For  his  flesh  is  meat  indeed: 
Saviour,  witness  with  the  sign, 
That  our  ransomed  souls  are  thine. 

Josiah  Conder,  all 

668,  In  Remembrance.  7,6  1 

QAVIOUR  of  our  ruined  race, 
k.  )  Fountain  of  redeeming  grace, 

Let  us  now  thy  fullness  see, 

While  we  here  converse  with  thee; 

Hearken  to  our  ardent  prayer,— 

Let  us  all  thy  blessing  share. 

4  While  we  thus,  with  glad  accord 
Meet  around  thy  table,  Lord, 
Bid  us  feast  with  joy  divine, 

403 


THE   CHURCH 

On  the  appointed  bread  and  wine: 
Emblems  may  they  truly  prove, 
Of  our  Saviour's  bleeding  love. 
3  Weak,  unworthy/sinful,  vile, 
Yet  we  seek  thy  heavenly  smile: 
Canst  thou  all  our  sins  forgive? 
Dost  thou  bid  us  look  and  live  ? 
Lord,  we  wonder,  and  adore! 
O  for  grace  to  love  thee  more!  T.  Hastings. 
669.  Bless  us  in  parting.  8.7,4. 

"VTOW  in  parting,  Father,  bless  us; 
-LN    Saviour,  still  thy  peace  bestow; 
Gracious  Comforter,  be  with  us, 
As  we  from  thy  table  go. 

Bless  us,  bless  us, 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  now. 
2  Bless  us  here,  while  still  as  strangers 
Onward  to  our  home  we  move; 
Bless  us  with  eternal  blessings, 
In  our  Father's  house  above, 

Ever,  ever 
Dwelling  in  the  light  of  love.    it.  Bonar. 


THE  SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 


6*70.  Blessedness  of  instructing  the  Young.  C.  M. 

DELIGHTFUL  work!  young  souls  U  win, 
And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim; 

And  God  will  well  approve 
When  infants  learn  to  lis])  his  name, 
And  their  Redeemer  love. 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss,  in  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutored  youth, 
And  show  the  mind  which  went  astray 
The  way,  the  life,  the  truth. 

404 


THE  SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

4  Almighty  God,  thine  influence  shed, 
To  aid  this  blest  design ; 
The  honors  of  thy  name  he  spread, 

And  all  the  glory  thine.         Joseph  Straphan. 

671.  The  Children's  Jubilee.  CM. 

HOSANNA!  be  the  children's  song, 
To  Christ,  the  children's  King; 
His  praise,  to  whom  our  souls  belong 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

•    2  Hosanna!  sound  from  hill  to  hill, 
And  spread  from  plain  to  plain, 
While  louder,  sweeter,  clearer  still, 
Woods  echo  to  the  strain. 

3  Hosanna!  on  the  wings  of  light, 

O'er  earth  and  ocean  fly, 
Till  morn  to  eve,  and  noon  to  night, 
And  heaven  to  earth,  reply. 

4  Hosanna!  then,  our  song  shall  be; 

Hosanna  to  our  King! 
This  is  the  children's  jubilee; 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

James  Montgomery. 

672*  Seeh  the  Saviour  early.  C.  M, 

YE  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
In  smiling  crowds  draw  near; 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  welfare  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain; 
And  those  who  early  seek  my  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

405 


THE   CHURCH— 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 
If  once  compared  with  thee  .' 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

P.  Doddridge. 

673.  Bo  what  you  can.  8,  7.  D. 

IF  you  cannot  be  a  watchman, 
Standing  high  on  Z ion's  wall, 
Pointing  out  the  path  to  heaven, 
Offering  life  and  peace  to  all;— 
With  your  prayers  and  with  your  bounties, 

You  can  do  what  heaven  demands; 
You  can  be  like  faithful  Aaron, 
Holding  up  the  prophet's  hands. 

2  If  you  cannot  give  your  thousands, 

You  can  give  the  widow's  mite; 
And  the  least  you  do  for  Jesus, 

Will  be  precious  in  his  sight. 
If  you  cannot  rouse  the  wicked 

With  the  judgment's  dread  alarms, 
You  can  lead  the  little  children 

To  the  Saviour's  waiting  arms. 

3  If  among  the  older  poople, 

You  may  not  be  apt  to  teach; 
"Feed  my  lambs, ' '  said  Christ,  our  Shepherd, 

"Place  the  food  wilhin  their  raach." 
And  it  may  be  that  the  children 

You  have  led  with  trembling  hand, 
Will  be  found  among  your  jewels, 

When  you  reach  the  better  land. 

D.  MarchaR. 

674.  Children's  Hymn.  G,  7,  4. 

CHILDREN",  loud  hosanna  singing, 
Hymned  thy  praise  in  olden  time, 
Judah's  ancient  temple  filling 
With  the  melody  sublime; 

Infant  voices 
Joined  to  swell  the  holy  chime. 

406 


THE  SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

2  Though  no  more  the  incarnate  Saviour 

We  behold  in  latter  days; 
Though  a  temple  far  less  glorious 
Echoes  now  the  songs  we  raise; 

Still  in  glory 
Thou  wilt  hear  our  notes  of  praise- 

3  Loud  we'll  swell  the  pealing  anthem, 

All  thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim, 
Till  all  heaven  and  earth  resounding, 
Echo  with  thy  glorious  name; 

Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb! 

Mrs.  If.  B.  Steele. 

675*  Saviour,  at  thy  Footstool  bending.   8,  V,  4. 

SAVIOUR,  at  thy  footstool  bending, 
We,  a  youthful  band,  appear; 
May  our  grateful  songs  ascending, 
Reach  and  please  thy  gracious  ear: 

Thus  to  praise  thee, 
Make  and  keep  our  hearts  sincere; 

2  No  harsh  words  of  indignation 

Drive  this  little  flock  from  thee; 
Gentle  is  thy  invitation: 
"Suffer  them  to  come  to  me." 

Dearest  Saviour, 
Let  us  each  thy  kingdom  see. 

3  Take  us,  then,  thou  kind  Protector, 

Keep  us  by  thy  watchful  care; 
Be  our  Shepherd,  Friend,  Director, 
In  thy  arms  of  mercy  bear; 

Guide  to  glory, 
We  shall  dwell  in  safety  there.     Unknown. 

676.  The  Lambs  enfolded.  8,  7. 

SAVIOUR,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 
With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 
While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share; 

407 


THE  CHURCH— 

2  Now  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm; 
There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing, 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 
Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way: 

4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal, 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place, 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

William  A.  Muhlenberg, 

GV7»  In  Sunday- School.  S.  M 

WITHIN  these  walls  be  peace, 
Love  through  our  borders  found; 
In  all  our  little  palaces 
Prosperity  abound. 

2  God  scorns  not  humble  things: 

Here,  though  the  proud  despise, 
The  children  of  the  King  of  kings 
Are  training  for  the  skies. 

3  May  none  who  thus  are  taught, 

From  glory  be  cast  down, 
But  all  through  faith  and  patience  brought 
To  an  immortal  crown.  j.  Montgvnery. 

678.        Shepherd  of  tender  Youth.  3. 4 

SHEPHERD  of  tender  youth, 
Guiding  in  love  and  truth 
Through  devious  ways; 
Christ  our  triumphant  King, 
We  come  thy  name  to  sing; 
Hither  our  children  bring 
To  shout  thy  praise. 
2  Thou  art  our  holy  Lord, 
The  all-subduing  Word, 
Healer  of  strife: 


THE  SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

Thou  didst  thyself  abase, 
That  from  sin's  deep  disgrace 
Thou  mightest  save  our  race, 
And  give  us  life. 

3  Thou  art  the  great  High-priest; 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  feast 

Of  heavenly  love; 
While  in  our  mortal  pain 
None  calls  on  thee  in  vain; 
Help  thou  dost  not  disdain, 

Help  from  above. 

4  Ever  be  thou  our  guide, 
Our  shepherd  and  our  pride, 

Our  staff  and  song: 
Jesus,  thou  Christ  of  God, 
By  thy  enduring  word 
Lead  us  where  thou  hast  trod, 

Make  our  faith  strong. 

5  So  now,  and  till  we  die, 
Sound  we  thy  praises  high, 

And  joyful  sing: 
Infants,  and  the  glad  throng 
Who  to  thy  Church  belong, 
Unite  to  swell  the  song 

To  Christ  our  King. 

Clement  of  Alexandria.  Tr.  H.  M.  Dexter 

6*79.        The  Lord's  Love  to  Children.       7,  6. 

WHEN,  his  salvation  bringing, 
To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  his  name; 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him, 

But  as  he  rode  along. 
He  let  them  still  attend  him, 
And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 
His  love  to  children  still, 

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SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

Though  now  as  King  he  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill, 
We  '11  flock  around  his  hanner, 

We  '11  bow  before  his  throne, 
And  cry  aloud,  "Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son." 

3  For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  stones,  our  silence  shaming, 

Would  their  hosannas  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words  ? 
No;  while  our  hearts  are  tender, 

They  too  shall  be  the  Lord's. 

Joshua  Kino. 


SPECIAL  SERVICES. 


MISSIONS. 


680*      Christ  shall  reign  universally.       L.  M 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run ; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet: 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 

Their  early  blessings  on  his  name.    /.  Wait*. 

410 


681*  Awake,  awake!  L.  M. 

A  EM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 
J\.  Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake; 
Now  Jet  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  hy  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah,  God  alone: " 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim 
Through  every  clime,  of  every  name; 
Let  adverse  powers  hefore  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all! 

Wm.  Shrubsole,  Jr. 

682.  The  Time  to  favor  Zion.         L.  M. 

SOVEREIGN  of  worlds!  display  thy  power: 
Be  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour; 
O  hid  the  morning-star  arise; 
O  point  the  heathen  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
In  western  wilds  and  eastern  plains; 
Far  let  the  Gospel's  sound  he  known; 
Make  thou  the  universe  thine  own. 

3  Speak,  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice; 
Speak,  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice: 
Dispel  the  gloom  of  heathen  night; 

Bid  every  nation  hail  the  light.  Mrs.  Yoke.  (?) 

683 .  Heathen  waiting.  L.  M. 

BEHOLD,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  Gospel  will  hestow, 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 
2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  hlest  lahor  share  a  part: 
Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  hring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

411 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known 
Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne. 

4  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise, 
And  slave  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  formed  anew. 

Mrs.  FtfAre, 

884,  Send  forth  Laborers.  L.  M- 

LORD  of  the  harvest!  bend  thine  ear, 
For  Zion's  heritage  appear; 
O  send  forth  laborers  filled  with  zeal 
Swift  to  obey  their  Master's  will. 

2  Our  lifted  eyes,  O  Lord!  behold 

The  ripening  harvest  tinged  with  gold; 
Wide  fields  are  opening  to  our  view; 
The  work  is  great,  the  laborers  few. 

3  Under  the  guidance  of  thy  hand 
May  Zion's  sons  to  every  land 
Go  forth,  to  bless  the  dying  race. 
As  heralds  of  redeeming  grace. 

4  Bid  all  their  hearts  with  ardor  glow 
The  Saviour's  dying  love  to  show, 
And  spread  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound 

Far  as  the  race  of  man  is  found.  T.  Hasinas. 

085.        The  approaching  Triumph.         L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Father,  thou  hast  said, 
That  Christ  all  glory  shall  obtain; 
That  be  who  once  a  sufferer  bled 
Shall  o'er  the  world  a  conqueror  reign. 

2  We  wait  thy  triumph,  Saviour  King: 
Long  ages  have  prepared  thy  way; 
Now  all  abroad  thy  banner  fling, 
Set  time's  great  battle  in  array. 

412 


MISSIONS. 


3  Thy  hosts  are  mustered  to  the  field; 

<rThe  cross!  the  cross!  "  the  battle-call; 
The  old  grim  towers  of  darkness  yield, 
And  soon  shall  totter  to  their  tall. 

4  On  mountain  tops  the  watch-tires  glow, 

Where  scatter'd  wide  the  watchmen  stand; 
Voice  echoes  voice,  and  onward  flow 
The  joyous  shouts  from  land  to  land. 

5  O  fill  thy  Church  with  faith  and  power; 

Bid  her  long  night  of  weeping  cease; 
To  groaning  nations  haste  the  hour 
Of  life  and  freedom,  light  and  peace. 

6  Come,  Spirit,  make  thy  wonders  known, 

Fulfill  the  Father's  high  decree; 
Then  earth,  the  might  of  hell  o'erthrown, 
Shall  keep  her  last  great  jubilee. 

Ray  Palmer. 

686.    Prayer  for  the  Reign  of  Christ.     CM. 

JESUS,  immortal  King,  arise! 
Kise  and  assert  thy  sway; 
Till  earth,  subdued^  its  tribute  brings, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 
I  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqu'ror,  ride, 
Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet! 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 

This  spacious  earth  around; 

Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sky, 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound! 

4  O  may  the  great  Redeemer's  name 

Through  every  clime  be  known! 
And  heathen  gods,  forsaken  fall, 
And  Jesus  reign  alone. 

5  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  adored! 
And  earth  with  all  her  millions  shout, 
Hosanna  to  the  Lord.  a.  c.  il  Seymour. 

413 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

687.  "  Let  God  arise r  S.  M. 

OLORD  our  God!  arise; 
The  cause  of  truth  maintain: 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  lffe!  arise, 

Nor  let  thy  glory  cease: 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  Thou  Holy  Ghost!  arise, 

Extend  thy  healing  wing, 
And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  O  all  ye  nations!  rise,— 

To  God,  the  Saviour,  sing; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven. 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring.         R.  Wardiaw. 

688.  The  Heathen's  Cry  for  Deliverance.  7,  6. 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 
Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone! 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 
The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 


MISSIONS. 

Salvation,  O  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole; 
Tili  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign.  R.  Heber, 

689.  Departing  Missionaries.  T,  6. 

ROLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean! 
And,  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 

To  every  land  below. 
Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore; 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness, 
And  death's  black  shade,  no  more. 

2  O  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

Protect  them  from  all  barm! 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  be  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be; 
Though  far  from  us  who  love  them, 

Still  let  them  be  with  thee. 

James  Edmeston, 

690*  tyjM  breaking.  7, 6. 

THE  morning  light  is  breaking, 
The  darkness  disappears; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 
To  penitential  tears: 

415 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  of  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above: 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  Gospel's  call  obey, 
And  seek  a  Saviour's  biessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way: 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay: 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home, 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim  The  Lord  is  come.      S.  F.  S?.;th. 

691.  There  shall  be  onefold  and  one  shepherd.  7, 6. 

AND  is  the  time  approaching, 
By  prophets  long  foretold, 
When  all  shall  dwell  together, 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold  ? 
Shall  eveiy  idol  perish, 

To  moles  and  bats  be  thrown, 
And  every  prayer  be  offered 
To  God  in  Christ  alone  ? 

2  Shall  Jew  and  Gentile,  meeting 

From  many  a  distant  shore, 
Around  one  altar  kneeling, 

One  common  Lord  adore  ? 
Shall  all  that  now  divides  us 

Remove  and  pass  away, 
Like  shadows  of  the  morning 

Before  the  blaze  of  day  ? 


3  Shall  all  that  now  unites  us 

More  sweet  and  lasting  prove, 
A  closer  bond  of  union, 

In  a  blest  land  of  love  ? 
Shall  war  be  learned  no  longer, 

Shall  strife  and  tumult  cease, 
All  earth  his  blessed  kingdom, 

The  Lord  and  Prince  of  peace  ? 

•i  O  long-expected  dawning, 

Come  with  thy  cheering  ray: 
When  shall  the  morning  brighten, 

The  shadows  flee  away  ? 
O  sweet  anticipation, 

It  cheers  the  watchers  on, 
To  pray,  and  hope,  and  labor, 

Till  the  dark  night  be  gone. 

Miss  Jane  Borthivick. 

692.     The  Glories  of  Christ's  Kingdom.    7,  6» 

HAIL,  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 
His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free; 
To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying. 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love,  and  joy,  like  flowers, 
Spring  in  his  path  to  birth: 

(27)  417 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go, 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  To  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove: 
His  name  shall  stand  forever; 

That  name  to  us  is  love.    James  Montgomery. 

693.     The  Messenger  of  glad  Tidings.    8, 7, 4. 

ON  the  mountain  top  appearing, 
Lo!  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands. 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend: 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  'shall  now  attend  thee 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest.  T.  Kelly. 

418 


MISSIONS. 

694*     Hoping  for  the  Gospel-Day.       8,  T»  4. 

VES!  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking, 
X     Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand; 
God. — the  mighty  God— is  speaking 
By  his  word,  in  every  land; 

Mark  his  progress, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  O  'tis  pleasant,  'tis  reviving 

To  our  hearts,  to  hear,  each  day, 
Joyful  news  from  far  arriving, 
How  the  Gospel  wins  its  way, 

Those  enlightening 
Who  in  depth  of  darkness  lay. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  higli  and  glorious, 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand; 
Let  the  Gospel  be  victorious 
Thrdugh  the  world,  in  every  land; 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 

Thomas  Kelly. 

695*         "Bring  ye  all  the  Tithes."  8,7. 

WITH  my  substance  I  will  honor 
My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 

2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 

His  unbound!  ng  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends  in  every  station 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

3  Be  his  kingdom  now  promoted, 

Let  the  earth  her  Monarch  know; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted; 
To  niy  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations! 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above! 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine,  victorious  love!         b.  Francis. 

419 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

696.  Missionary's  Departure.         8,  7, & 

YES,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee; 
All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well: 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 

Can  1  leave  you, 
Far  in  distant  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell; 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  1  say  a  last  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Yes,  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 

From  the  scenes  f  love  so  well, 
Far  away,  ye  billows  bear  me; 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell! 

Pleased  I  leave  thee— 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

4  In  the  deseit  let  me  labor, 

On  the  mountain  let  me  tell 
How  he  died,  the  blessed  Saviour, 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell! 

Let  me  hasten, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean, 

Let  the  winds  my  canvas  swell; 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
While  1  go  far  hence  to  dwell: 

Glad  I  leave  thee, 
Native  land,  farewell!  farewell! 

Samuel  F.  Smith. 

697.  "Cast  thy  Bread  upon  the  Waters."  8,  7. 

CAST  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 
Thinking  not  'tis  thrown  away; 
God  himself  saith,  thou  shalt  gather 
It  again  some  future  day. 

420 


MISSIONS. 

2  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters; 

Wildly  though  the  billows  roll, 
They  but  aid  thee  as  thou  toilest 
Truth  to  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  As  the  seed,  by  billows  floated, 

To  some  distant  island  lone, 
So  to  human  souls  benighted, 
That  thou  flingest  may  be  borne. 

4  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters; 

Why  wilt  thou  still  doubting  stand? 
Bounteous  shall  God  send  the  harvest, 
If  thou  sow'st  with  liberal  hand. 

31  rs.  J.  J  I.  Haiutford. 

698,  Christ's  universal  Reign.  7. 

HASTEN,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  Gospel  call  obey. 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own; 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore; 
Satan  and  his  host  o'erthrown, 
Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease; 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed,  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record, — 
All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

Harriet  Auber. 

699.  R*  the  Extension  of  the  Church.    7,  6 1. 


0 


N  thy  Church,  O  Power  divine, 

Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine, 
Till  the  nations,  from  afar, 

421 


SPECIAL  SERVICES— 

Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star; 
Till  her  sons  from  zone  to  zone, 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 
And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 

Harriet  Auber. 

700.     Watchman  /  what  of  the  Night  f     7,  D. 

WATCHMAN!  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are: 
Trav'ler!  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star: 
Watchman!  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Trav'ler!  yes;  it  brings  the  day- 
Promised  day  of  Israel 

2  Watchman!  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends: 
Trav'ler!  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman!  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Trav'ler!  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman!  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn ; 
Trav'ler!  darkness  takes  its  flight; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn: 
Watchman!  let  thy  wand'rings  cease, 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home; 
Trav'ler,  lo!  the  Prince  of  pence, 

Lo,  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 

John  Bowring. 
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701.     Parting  Words  for  Preachers.    8,  7,  4. 
1 0  and  seek  the  lost  and  dying; 


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Preach  the  world's  glad  jubilee; 
Like  the  herald  angels,  flying, 
Bear  God's  message  o'er  the  sea; 

Toil  for  Jesus, 
Till  the  blind  his  glory  see. 

2  Go  and  tell  the  blessed  story 

Of  the  holy  Lamb  of  God; 
Show  the  poor  his  grace  and  glory; 
Lead  the  dying  to  his  blood, 

Ever  crying, 
O  behold  the  Lamb  of  God! 

3  May  the  peace  of  God  attend  you, 

As  you  gather  precious  spoil; 
May  his  arms  of  love  defend  you, 
In  the  conflict  and  turmoil; 

May  his  presence 
Cheer  you  on  the  field  of  toil. 

4  Fare  you  well!  whate'er  betide  you, 

Look  to  Jesus  for  his  grace; 
He  will  comfort,  cheer,  and  guide  you, 
Till  at  last,  in  his  embrace, 

Safe  forever, 
You  shall  see  him  face  to  face. 

11.  B.  Ilartzler. 

7"02 .  "The  uttermost  Parts  of  the  Earth."  (5,  4. 

CHRIST  for  the  world  we  sing; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring 
With  loving  zeal: — 
The  poor,  and  them  that  mourn, 
The  faint  and  overborne, 
Sin-sick  and  sorrow-worn, 
Whom  Christ  doth  heal. 

2  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring 
With  fervent  prayer: — 

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The  wayward  and  the  lost, 
By  restless  passion  tossed, 
Redeemed  at  countless  cost, 

From  dark  despair. 
3  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring 

With  one  accord:— 
"With  us  the  work  to  share, 
With  us  reproach  to  dare, 
With  us  the  cross  to  bear, 

For  Christ  our  Lord.  s.  Wolcott 

703  •      The  Heathen  waiting  for  Buy.  10. 

OVER  the  ocean  wave,  far,  far  away,     [day: 
There  the  poor  heathen  live,  waiting  for 
Groping  in  ignorance,  dark  as  the  night, 
No  blessed  Bible  to  give  them  the  light, 
Oho.:  Pity  them,  pity  them,  Christians  at  home, 
Haste  with  the  bread  of  life,  hasten  and  come. 

2  Here,  in  this  happy  land,  we  have  the  light 
Shining  from  God's  own  word,  free,  pure  and 

bright; 
Shall  we  not  send  them  Bibles  to  read, 
Teachers,  and  preachers,  and  all  that  they 
need  ? 

3  Then  while  the  mission  ships  glad  tidings 

bring, 
List!  as  that  heathen  band  joyfully  sing, 
"  Over  the  ocean  wave,  O  see  them  come, 
Bringing  the  bread  of  life,  guiding  us  home." 
Unknown, 

CHURCH  BUILDING. 


704.     A  humble  Offering  to  Jehovah.      L.  M. 

THE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple  built  by  God; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone; 
He  spake,  and,  lo!  the  work  was  done. 

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2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high, 
The  broad  expanse  of  azure  sky; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea,  the  sky;  and  all  was  good; 
And  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang, 
The  morning-stars  together  sang. 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  sky,  a  house  for  thee; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 
A  humble  temple,  built  with  hands. 

X.  P.  Willis. 

"705.  House  Milt  for  God.  L.  M. 

HEKE  in  thy  name,  eternal  God, 
We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee; 
O  choose  it  for  thy  fixed  abode, 
And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 

Ai:<]  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  thou  nearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  Gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 

Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest? 
Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

5  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart, 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone! 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart; 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

J.  Montgomery. 
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T06,   The  Presence  of  God  supplicated.  L.  M. 

AND  will  the  great  eternal  God 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 
And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Accept  our  temple  for  his  own  .' 

2  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise, 
Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise; 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  glories  of  his  train: 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

P.  JJoud ridge. 

TOT.  Dedication  of  a  School.  L.  M. 

THE  Lord,  our  God,  alone  is  strong; 
His  hands  build  not  for  one  brief  day; 
His  wondrous  works,  through  ages  long, 
His  wisdom  and  his  power  display. 

2  His  mountains  lift  their  solemn  forms, 

To  watch  in  silence  o'er  the  land; 
The  rolling  ocean,  rocked  with  storms, 
Sleeps  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand. 

3  Beyond  the  heavens  he  sits  alone, 

The  universe  obeys  his  nod: 
The  lightning-rifts  disclose  his  throne. 
And  thunders  voice  the  name  of  God. 

4  Thou  sovereign  God,  receive  this  gift 

Thy  willing  servants  offer  thee; 
Accept  the  prayers  that  thousands  lift, 
And  let  these  halls  thy  temple  be. 

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5  And  let  those  learn,  who  here  shall  meet, 
True  wisdom  is  with  reverence  crowned, 
And  science  walks  with  humble  feet 
To  seek  the  God  that  faith  hath  found. 

Caleb  T.  Wlnehister. 

708.        God's  guardian  Presence.  L.  M. 

THIS  stone  to  thee  in  faith,  we  lay; 
This  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  we  raise; 
Thine  eye  be  open  night  and  day, 
To  guard  this  house  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  heavenly  peace 
And  holy  love  and  concord  dwell; 
Here  give  the  burdened  conscience  ease, 
And  here  the  wounded  spirit  heal. 

James  Montgomery. 

T09.  -^  Blessing  supplicated.  C.  M. 

GOD,  though  countless  worlds  of  light 
Thy  power  and  glory  show,— 
Though  round  thy  throne,  above  all  height, 
Immortal  seraphs  glow, — 

2  Yet,  Lord,  where'er  thy  saints  apart 

Are  met  for  praise  and  prayer,— 
Wherever  sighs  a  contrite  heart, 
Thou,  gracious  God,  art  there. 

3  With  grateful  joy  thy  children  rear 

This  temple,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Long  may  they  sing  thy  praises  here, 
And  here  thy  beauty  see. 

4  Here,  Saviour,  deign  thy  saints  to  meet; 

With  peace  their  hearts  to  fill; 
And  here,  like  Sharon's  odors  sweet, 
May  grace  divine  distil. 

5  Here  may  thy  truth  fresh  triumphs  win; 

Eternal  Spirit,  here, 
In  many  a  heart,  now  dead  in  sin, 
A  living  temple  rear.  J.  D.  Khowles. 

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SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

710.  The  Souse  of  God.  C.  M. 

0THOU,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 
Built  over  earth  and  sea! 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee. 

2  Lord!  from  thine  inmost  glory  send. 

Within  these  walls  t'  abide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth  without  end 
Serenely  hy  thy  side! 

3  May  erring  minds,  that  worship  here, 

Be  taught  the  better  way; 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies.'     W.  C.  Bryan/. 

711.  Where  is  the  House  that  ye  build  unto  me  ?  11 . 

WE  rear  not  a  temple,  like  Judah's  of  old, 
Whose    portals    were    marble,    whose 
vaultings  were  gold; 
!No  incense  is  lighted,  no  victims  are  slain, 
No  monarch  kneels  praying  to  hallow  the  fane. 

2  More  simple  and  lowly  the  walls  that  we 

raise, 
And  humbler  the  pomp  of  procession   ami 

praise, 
Where  the  heart  is  the  altar  whence  incense 

shall  roll, 
And  Messiah  the  King  who  shall  pray  for  the 

soul. 

3  O  Father,  come  in!  but  not  in  the  cloud 
Which  filled  the    bright   courts  where  thy 

chosen  ones  bowed ; 
But  come  in  that  Spirit  of  glory  and  grace, 
Which  beams  on  the  soul  and  illumines  the 

face. 

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4  O  come  in  the  power  of  thy  life-giving  word, 
And  reveal  to  each  heart  its  Redeemer  and 

Lord; 
Till  faith  bring  the  peace  to  the  penitent 

given, 
And  love  fill  the  air  with  the  fragrance  of 

heaven. 

5  The  pomp  of  Mori  ah  has  long  passed  away, 
And  soon  shall  our  frailer  erection  decay; 
But  the  souls  that  are  builded  in  worship  and 

love 
Shall  be  temples  to  God,  everlasting  above. 

Henry  Ware,  Jr. 

T12«  Invoking  God"  s  Presence  and  Blessing.  H.M. 

C\  REAT  King  of  glory,  come, 

<J  And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  home, — 
This  people  as  thine  own: 
Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

2  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 

Like  incense,  to  the  skies: 
Here  may  thy  soul-converting  word 
With  faith  be  preached,  in  faith  be  heard. 

3  Here  may  the  listening  throng 

Receive  thy  truth  in  love; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above; 
Till  all,  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
Rejoice  in  thy  abounding  grace. 

B.  Francis. 

713.         Love  to  the  House  of  God.  S.  M. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great; 
He  makes  his  Churches  his  abode; 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

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2  These  temples  of  his  grace,1 

How  beautiful  they  stand! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 

And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  distress; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces! 

4  In  ever  new  distress 

We  '11  to  his  house  repair; 
We  '11  think  upon  this  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliv' ranee  there.        /.  Watts. 


CONFERENCE. 


•714.  Assembling  in  Conference.  7,  6. 

ONCE  more,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
In  thy  dear  name,  we  meet, 
As  toilers  in  thy  vineyard, 
To  worship  at  thy  feet. 

2  We  come  with  joy  and  gladness, 

With  gratitude  and  praise, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  goodness, 
That  crowns  our  fleeting  days. 

3  Thy  mighty  hand  has  brought  us 

In  safety  through  the  year, 
Preserved  our  "feet  from  falling," 
And  kept  us  in  thy  fear. 

4  Thy  grace  has  been  sufficient, 

Thy  promise  never  failed; 
And  in  the  days  of  conflict 
Through  thee  we  have  prevailed! 

5  Now,  gracious  Father,  meet  us, 

And  in  our  midst  abide; 
In  word  and  work  direct  iis, 
And  over  all  preside. 


CONFERENCE. 

6  Baptize  us  with  thy  Spirit; 

Our  hearts  with  love  inflame; 
And  all  that  is  within  us 
Shall  bless  thy  holy  name. 

H.  B.  Hartzlar. 
715.  Opening  of  Conference.  L.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God,  do  thou  behold 
Thy  servants  gathered  in  this  place, 
And  unto  each  do  thou  reveal 
The  brightness  of  thy  glorious  face. 

2  Fresh  from  the  fields  of  holy  strife, 

We  cease  the  conflict  for  a  day, 
And  counsel  from  our  Captain  seek, 
And  then  go  forward  on  our  way. 

3  O  now  anoint  us  from  on  high, 

Fresh  zeal  and  pow'r  to  all  impart; 
And  may  an  ardent  love  for  souls 
Burn  deeply,  Lord,  in  ev'ry  heart. 

4  Whate'er  we  do,  O  gracious  God, 

Let  all  be  done  in  thy  great  name; 
Both  here  and  on  the  battle-field 
Thy  glory  be  our  only  aim!      a.  w.  Qrwig, 

71 6  •  Meeting  at  Conference.  L.  M. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  meet  this  hour, 
The  servants  of  thy  holy  word: 
Baptize  us  with  thy  Spirit's  power, 
While  here  we  wait  with  one  accord. 

2  Through  all  the  conflicts  of  the  year, 

'Mid  all  the  storms  and  ills  we  bore, 
Thy  gracious  help  was  ever  near. 
But  still  we  need  thee  more  and  more. 

3  Preside  thou  o'er  our  business  here; 

Give  light  and  wisdom  from  above; 
Direct  us,  keep  us,  in  thy  fear, 
And  bind  us  close  with  cords  of  love. 

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SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

4  O  make  us  holy  men  of  God, 

And  faithful  messengers  of  grace, 
That  we  may  lead  to  Jesus'  blood 
The  lost  and  ruined  of  our  race. 

H.  J.  Boumau 

71T.      At  the  Opening  of  Conference.       C.  M. 

ANOTHER  year  of  toil  is  spent, 
A  year  of  joy  and  pain, 
And  we  whom  Christ  the  Lord  hath  sent, 
Are  gathered  once  again. 

2  With  joy  we  hail  each  other  here, 

As  servants  of  the  Lord, 
With  joy  recount  the  Master's  care,— 
The  triumphs  of  his  word. 

3  And  now  we  join  with  heart  and  voice 

To  sing  the  lofty  praise, 
Of  him  who  bids  us  all  rejoice, 
And  triumph  in  his  grace.      H.  J.  Bowman. 

718.  Meeting,  after  Absence.  S.  M. 

A~ND  are  we  yet  alive, 
And  see  each  other's  face  ? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give, 

For  his  redeeming  grace! 
Preserved  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here. 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  his  sight  appear. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen, 
What  conflicts  have  we  passed, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 

Since  we  assembled  last! 
But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love; 
'  And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 
And  hides  our  life  above. 

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CONFERENCE. 

3  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 

Of  his  redeeming  power, 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost. 

Till  we  can  sin  no  more: 
Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 

So  we  may  Jesus  gain.  C.  Wesley. 

719.  Recompense  of  Toil.  S.  M. 

LABORERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  gird  you  for  the  toil! 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore; 
And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine, 
Dispense  your  hallowed  store. 

3  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest; 
And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  breast. 

4  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 

That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 
And  the  blest  Gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 

3Irs.  Lydia  H.  Sigourney. 

720.  After  receiving  Appointments.    8,  7,  4. 

MEN  of  God,  go,  take  your  stations: 
Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth > 
Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations, 
Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth; 

Bear  the  tidings 
Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 

2  What,  though  earth  and  hell  united, 
Should  oppose  our  Saviour's  plan  ? 
Plead  his  cause,  nor  be  affrighted: 
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SPECIAL  SERVICES —     " 

Fear  ye  not  the  face  of  man: 

Vain  their  tumult; 
Hurt  his  work  they  never  can. 
3  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 
Jesus  will  his  own  defend; 
Borne  afar  midst  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  will  appear  your  friend: 

And  his  presence 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end.     Thos,  KeUy. 

721 .  Close  of  Conference.  7,6. 

WE  praise  thee,  gracious  Father, 
For  all  thy  mercies  here, 
Thy  presence  and  thy  guidance, 
Thy  help  forever  near. 

2  Now  seal  with  thine  approval 

What  we  have  done  for  thee, 
And  brighten  with  thy  glory 
The  ways  we  could  not  see. 

3  Now  send  us  forth  anointed 

To  testify  for  thee, 
Proclaim  thy  great  salvation, 
And  set  the  captive  free. 

4  We  go  to  toil,  and  suffer, 

And  pray,  another  year, 
Content,  whate'er  befall  us, 
If  only  thou  art  near! 

5  Without  thy  mighty  presence 

We  dare  not  face  the  foe  ! 
O  let  the  fiery  pillar 
Before  thy  servants  go!  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


TEMPERANCE. 

722.      WW  Mercy  on  the  Dnmkard.       L.  M. 

WHEN,  doomed  to  death,  the  apostle  lay 
At  night  in  Herod's  dungeon  cell, 
A  light  shone  round  him  like  the  day, 
And  from  his  limbs  the  fetters  fell. 


TEMPERANCE. 

2  A  messenger  from  God  was  there, 

lo  break  his  chain  and  bid  him  rise; 
And  lo!  the  saint,  as  free  as  air, 
Walked  forth  beneath  the  open  skies. 

3  Chains  yet  more  strong  and  cruel  bind 

The  victims  of  that  deadly  thirst 
Which  drowns  the  soul,  and  from  the  mind 
Blots  the  bright  image  stamped  at  first. 

4  O  God  of  love  and  mercy,  deign 

To  look  on  those  with  pitying  eye 
Who  struggle  with  that  fatal  chain, 
And  send  them  succor  from  on  high! 

5  Send  down,  in  its  resistless  might, 

Thy  gracious  Spirit  we  implore, 
And  lead  the  captive  forth  to  light, 
A  rescued  soul,  a  slave  no  more!  % 

William  C.  Bryant. 

723.  Temperance  Hymn.  L.  M. 

BONDAGE  and  death  the  cup  contains; 
Dash  to  the  earth  the  poisoned  bowl! 
Softer  than  silk  are  iron  chains, 
Compared  with  those  that  chafe  the  soul. 

2  Hosannas,  Lord,  to  thee  we  sing, 

Whose  power  the  giant  fiend  obeys; 
What  countless  thousands  tribute  bring, 
For  happier  homes  and  brighter  days! 

3  Thou  wilt  not  break  the  bruised  reed, 

Nor  leave  the  broken  heart  unbound; 
The  wife  regains  a  husband  freed! 
The  orphan  clasps  a  father  found! 

4  Spare,  Lord,  the    thoughtless,    guide  the 

blind, 
Till  man  no  more  shall  deem  it  just 
To  live  by  forging  chains  to  bind 
His  weaker  brother  in  the  dust. 

Lucius  M.  Sargent, 
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SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

724.  God's  Help  implored.  L.  M. 

GREAT  God,  whose  hand  outpours  the  rills, 
And  springs  that  burst  from  all  the  hills, 
At  whose  command  the  rock  was  riven, 
Who  send'st  on  all  thy  raiu  from  heaven, 

2  Help  us  to  heed  thy  word  divine, 
And  look  not  on  the  crimson  wine, 
To  liee  and  fear  th'  accursed  thing 
As  serpent's  bite  or  adder's  sting. 

3  Stay  thou,  O  Lord,  the  tide  of  death! 
Rebuke  the  demon's  blasting  breath! 
And  speed,  O  speed  on  every  shore 

The  day  when  strong  drink  slays  no  more. 

Unknown. 

725.  Jfor  &  Temperance  Meeting.        C.  M. 

Tfl  IS  thine  alone,  almighty  Name! 
-L    To  raise  the  dead  to  life, 
The  lost  inebriate  to  reclaim 
From  passion's  fearful  strife. 

2  What  ruin  hath  intemperance  wrought! 

How  widely  roll  its  waves! 
How  many  myriads  hath  it  brought 
To  fill  dishonored  graves! 

3  And  see,  O  Lord!  what  numbers  still 

Are  maddened  by  the  bowl, 

Led  captive  at  the  tyrant's  will, 

In  bondage,  heart  and  soul! 

4  Stretch  forth  thy  hand,  O  God,  our  King! 

And  break  the  galling  chain; 

Deliverance  to  the  captive  bring, 

And  end  th'  usurper's  reign. 

5  The  cause  of  temperance  is  thine  own; 

Our  plans  and  efforts  bless; 

We  trust,  O  Lord!  in  thee  alone 

To  crown  them  with  success. 

Edwin  F.  Hatjield. 


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TEMPERANCE. 

726.  Mourn  far  the  Slain.  S.  M. 

OTJRN  for  the  thousands  slain, 
The  youthful  and  the  strong; 
Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign, 
And  the  deluded  throng. 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  gem— 

For  reason's  light  divine, 
Quenched  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem, 
Where  God  had  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul- 

Eternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowl, 
And  turned  to  hopeless  night. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost— but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free; 
Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

5  Mourn  for  the  lost— but  pray, 

Pray  to  our  God  above, 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway, 
And  show  his  saving  love.  Unknown. 

727.  How  long,  0  Lord?  S.  M. 

HOW  long,  O  Lord,  our  God, 
Shall  sin  and  sorrow  reign, 
And  drunkards  love  to  tread  the  road 
That  leads  to  death  and  pain? 

2  With  zeal  and  pity  move 

All  those  who  fear  thy  name, 
So  shall  they  spread  the  cause  of  love, 
The  drunkard  to  reclaim. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  power, 

And  mercy  never  cease; 
Thou  canst  the  drunkard  yet  restore 
To  happiness  and  peace. 

437 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

4  Come  and  the  curse  remove 
And  bring  the  better  day, 
When  all  men  shall  thy  precepts  love, 
And  thy  commands  obey.  Arum. 

728.  God's  Blessing  implored.  8,  7.  D 

LORD,  before  thy  holy  altar, 
Now  thy  blessing  we  implore, 
Grant  we  may  not  faint  nor  falter, 

Till  our  glorious  work  is  o'er. 
Saviour,  help  us;  we  are  trying 

Souls  immortal  to  reclaim; 
Through  intemperance  they  are  dying, 
Snatch  them  from  its  burning  flame. 

2  Lo,  the  tempter  now  assailing 

Hoary  age  and  smiling  youth; 
Shall  his  cruel  arts  prevailing, 

Stop  the  springs  of  hallowed  truth? 
Lord,  forbid  it !  hear  us  pleading, — 

Jesus  thou  hast  died  to  save;  - 
Let  thy  mercy  interceding, 

Keep  them  from  a  drunkard's  grave. 

3  O'er  the  hearts  that  pine  with  anguish, 

Pour  thy  healing  balm  divine; 
O'er  the  wasted  forms  that  languish, 

Let  the  beams  of  comfort  shine; 
In  thy  strength,  if  still  united, 

We  the  erring  may  restore, 
Then  intemp'rance,  crushed  and  blighted, 

We  will  banish  from  our  shore.    Unknown. 

729.  Who  hath  Sorrows?  7.  D. 

WHO  hath  sorrows  ?  who  hath  woes  ? 
Who  hath  babblings?  who  hath  strife? 
Causeless  wounds  and  piercing  throes? 

Reddened  eyes— embittered  life? 
They  that  tarry  at  the  wine; 

They  that  love  the  feast  and  song; 
They  that  various  drinks  combine- 
Early  haste  and  tarry  long. 

433 


NATIONAL. 

2  Look  not  on  the  wine  when  red 

When  it  foams  and  sparkles  bright; 
Lo!  it  hides  an  adder's  head, 

Like  a  serpent  it  will  bite. 
Wantons  then  will  charm  the  eye, 

Things  perverse  thy  heart  disclose; 
On  the  billow  thou  shalt  lie, 

At  the  mast-head  seek  repose. 

„  "I  was  stricken,"  thou  shalt  say, 

"  Yet  when  beaten  felt  no  pain; 
When  shall  wake  the  morning  ray  ? 

I  will  seek  it  yet  again." 
Lord,  thy  people's  hearts  incline 

To  arouse  from  thoughtless  ease; 
O  assist  the  kind  design 

Of  preventing  scenes  like  these. 


Anon. 


NATIONAL. 


T 


730.        Trust  in  our  Fathers'  God.         L.  M. 

O  thee,  O  God,  whose  guiding  hand 

Our  fathers  led  across  the  sea, 
And  brought  them  to  this  barren  shore, 
Where  they  might  freely  worship  thee, 

2  To  thee,  O  God,  whose  arm  sustained 

Their  footsteps  in  this  desert  land, 
Where  sickness  lurked,  and  death  assailed, 
And  foes  beset  on  every  hand, — 

3  To  thee,  O  God,  we  lift  our  eyes, 

To  thee  our  grateful  voices  raise, 

And  kneeling  at  thy  gracious  throne, 

Devoutly  join  in  hymns  of  praise. 

4  Our  fathers'  God  incline  thine  ear, 

And  listen  to  our  heartfelt  prayer; 
Surround  us  with  thy  heavenly  grace, 
And  guard  us  with  thy  constant  care. 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

5  Our  fathers'  God,  in  thee  we'll  trust, 
Sheltered  by  thee  from  every  harm; 
We  '11  follow  where  thy  hand  shall  guide, 
And  lean  on  thy  sustaining  arm. 

William  T.  Davis. 

731*  God  of  our  Fathers.  L.  M- 

OGOD,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand, 
Our  exiled  fathers  crossed  the  sea; 
And  when  they  trod  the  wintry  strand, 
With  prayer  and  psalm  they  worshiped  thee 

2  Thou  heard'st,  well  pleased,  the  song,  th» 

prayer— 
Thy  blessing  came;  and  still  its  power 
Shall  onward  through  all  ages  bear 
The  memory  of  that  holy  hour. 

3  Laws,  freedom,  truth,  and  faith  in  God 
Came  with  those  exiles  o'er  the  waves, 

And  where  their  pilgrim  feet  have  trod, 
The  God  they  trusted  guards  their  graves. 

4  And  here  thy  name,  O  God  of  love, 
Their  children's  children  shall  adore, 

Till  these  eternal  hills  remove, 
And  Spring  adorns  the  earth  no  more. 

L.  Bacon 

732.  Give  Peace,  0  God.  L.  M- 

GOD  of  love,  O  King  of  peace, 

Make  wars  throughout  the  world  to  cease. 


o 


The  wrath  of  sinful  man  restrain; 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again. 

2  Remember,  Lord,  thy  works  of  old, 
The  wonders  that  our  fathers  told; 
Remember  not  our  sin's  dark  stain; 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again. 

3  Whom  shall  we  trust  but  thee,  O  lord  ? 
Where  rest  but  on  thy  faithful  word :' 
None  ever  called  on  thee  in  vain; 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again. 

440 


NATIONAL. 

4  Where  saints  and  angels  dwell  above, 
All  hearts  are  knit  in  holy  love; 
O  bind  us  in  that  heavenly  chain; 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again. 

Henry  W.  Baker. 

733.  God,  the  Nation's  Guardian.        L.  M. 

GREAT  God!  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  earth's  extended  kingdoms  lie; 
Whose  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all, 
Whose  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall; — 

2  We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne; 
Thy  power  we  see — thy  greatness  own; 
Yet,  cherished  by  thy  milder  voice, 
Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 

3  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own; 
To  thee,  with  grateful  hearts,  shall  raise 
The  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 

4  Led  on  by  thine  unerring  aid, 
Secure  the  paths  of  life  we  tread; 
And,  freely  as  the  vital  air, 

Thy  first  and  noblest  bounties  share. 

5  Great  God,  our  guardian,  guide,  and  friend! 
O  still  thy  shelt'ring  arm  extend; 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 

For  ages  let  thy  kindness  last!  Wm.  Roseoe. 

734.  To  the  God  of  Nations.  L.  M. 

GREAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 
Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise— 
With  humble  heart  and  bending  knee, 
We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  almighty  God, 
For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod, 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

441 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

3  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray, — 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

4  We  praise  thee,  that  the  Gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds; 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 
And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads, 

5  Great  God!  preserve  us  in  thy  fear; 

In  dangers  still  our  guardian  he; 
O  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here, 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

A.  A.  WoocUiuH. 

735.  Mercy  implored.  C.  M. 

GREAT  King  of  nations,  hear  our  prayer, 
While  at  thy  feet  we  fall. 
And  humbly,  with  united  cry, 
To  thee  for  mercy  call. 

2  The  guilt  is  ours,  but  grace  is  thine, 

O  turn  us  not  away; 
But  hear  us  from  thy  lofty  throne, 
And  help  us  when  we  pray. 

3  Our  fathers'  sins  were  manifold, 

And  ours  no  less  we  own, 
Yet  wondrously  from  age  to  age, 
Thy  goodness  hath  been  shown. 

4  When  dangers,  like  a  stormy  sea, 

Beset  our  country  round, 
To  thee  we  looked,  to  thee  we  cried, 
And  help  in  thee  was  found. 

5  With  one  consent  we  meekly  bow 

Beneath  thy  chastening  hand, 
And,  pouring  forth  confession  meet. 
Mourn  with  our  mourning  land. 

6  With  pitying  eye  behold  our  need, 

As  thus  we  lift  our  prayer; 
Correct  us  with  thy  judgments,  Lord, 
Then  let  thy  mercv  spare.       J.  u.  Gump 
m 


NATIONAL. 

736*  National  Deliverance  ascribed  to  God.  C.I. 

OLORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 
In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 

2  'Twas  not  their  courage,  or  their  sword, 

To  them  salvation  gave; 
'Twas  not  their  number,  or  their  strength, 
That  did  their  country  save. 

3  But  thy  right  hand,  thy  powerful  arm, 

Whose  succor  they  implored, — 
Thy  providence  protected  them, 
Who  thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  owned, 

So  thou  art  still  our  King; 
O  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliv'rance  bring. 

5  To  thee  the  glory  we  ascribe, 

From  whom  salvation  came; 
In  God,  our  shield,  we  will  rejoice, 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 

Tate  &  Brady. 
TST.  A  mourning  People.  C.  M. 


S 


EE,  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Thy  mourning  people  bend! 

T  is  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 


2  Tremendous  judgments,  from  thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  powers  display; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  redeeming  grace; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

443 


M 


SPECIAL  SERVICES — 

4  Then  should  insulting  foes  invade, 
YVe  shall  not  sink  in  fear, 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 
AY  hen  God,  our  God,  is  near.      Anne  Steetp. 

738#  National  Hymn.  6,  4. 

[Y  country!  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country!  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills: 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills: 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills, 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  Swell  the  breeze, 
And  sing  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake: 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light: 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 
Great  God,  our  King!  s.  F.  Smith. 

739.  Our  native  Land.  6. 4. 

1  OD  bless  our  native  land! 
LT  Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 
Through  storm  and  night: 

444 


G 


NATIONAL. 

When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  wind  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might! 
2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  skies; 

On  him  we  wait: 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State!  Chas.  T.  Brooks,  alt. 

740.  Thanksgiving  Choral.  7. 

SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land: 
Kept  by  him,  no  foes  annoy; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark!  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 

And  the  grateful  notes  prolong.   N.  Strong. 

"741.  Thanksgiving. 

WE  come  with  the  cup  of  salvation, 
To  call  on  the  name  of  the  Lord, 
And  gratefully  bring  our  oblation, 
With  cheerful  and  loving  accord. 
Chor.  :  We  thank  thee,  dear  Father,  we  thank 
thee, 
For  blessings  in  basket  and  store, 
For  peace  and  for  safety  we  thank  thee 
Thy  mercy  and  love  we  adore. 

445 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — 

2  We  come  with  rejoicing  and  gladness, 

And  break  from  the  bondage  of  care, 
Forgetting  the  grief  and  the  sadness, 
We  often  too  willingly  bear. 

3  We  join  with  the  voice  of  a  nation, 

That  bends  at  thine  altars  to  pray, 
Our  eyes  have  beheld  thy  salvation 
In  many  a  perilous  day. 

4  With  mountain,  and  valley,  and  river, 

And  fruitful  domain  we  will  raise 
Our  hearts  to  the  bountiful  Giver, 
In  ceaseless  ascriptions  of  praise. 

H.  B.  Hartzler, 


CHRISTIAN  HOME. 


GENERAL  HYMNS. 

742.  Home  dedicated  to  God.  C.  M. 

STRANGERS  and  pilgrims  here  below, 
To  thee  our  prayers  we  send; 
O  God,  from  danger  and  from  woe 
This  dwelling-place  defend. 

2  Here  let  thy  peace,  O  Saviour,  rest; 

Here  let  thy  love  abide; 
Make  us  a  blessing,  make  us  blest, 
In  all  that  may  betide. 

3  Keep  storm,  and  fire,  and  sickness  hence. 

And  danger  and  alarm; 
Nor  let  the  son  of  violence 
Approach  to  do  us  harm. 

4  Let  our  petitions  when  we  meet, 

And  every  secret  prayer, 
Come  up  before  thy  mercy-seat, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

446 


GENERAL  HYMNS. 

5  Tttfich  us,  in  life,  with  faith  and  love 
To  do. our  Lord's  commands; 
An<?  give  us,  in  thy  time,  above, 
A  'aouse  not  made  with  hands. 

John  Mason  NeaL 

•743.  JiA  God  unto  thee,  and  to  thy  Seed."  C.  M. 


H 


OW  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 

To  Abram  and  his  seed! 
I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  a11  their  need." 


2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure: 
The  angel  of  the  covenant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  father   given, 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God!  how  faithful  are  his  ways! 

His  love  endures  the  same; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name.        /.  Watts. 

*744.  The  Christian  Home.  C.  M. 

HAPPY  the  home  when  God  is  there, 
And  love  fills  every  breast; 
When  one  their  wish,  and  one  their  prayer, 
And  one  their  heavenly  rest. 

2  Happy  the  home  where  Jesus'  name 
Is  sweet  to  every  ear; 
Where  children  early  lisp  his  fame, 
And  parents  hold  him  dear. 

8  Happy  the  home  where  prayer  is  heard. 
And  praise  is  wont  to  rise; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  word, 
And  live  but  for  the  skies. 

447 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — ■ 

Lord,  let  us  in  our  homes  agree, 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  thee, 

And  love  to  all  will  reign.  Unknown. 


MARRIAGE. 

745.  Bless  the  nuptial  Bands.  C.  M. 

SINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear, 
To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 
2  Upon  the  wedded  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands: 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands,      j.  Bir ridge. 

746.  Household  Love.  7,  6. 

OLOVE,  divine  and  tender! 
That  through  our  homes  doth  move, 
Veiled  in  the  softened  splendor 

Of  holy  household  love: 
A  throne,  without  thy  blessing, 

Were  labor  without  rest, 
And  cottages,  possessing 

Thy  blessedness,  are  blest. 
2  God  bless  these  hands  united, 

God  bless  these  hearts  made  one; 
Unsevered  and  unblighted 

May  they  through  life  go  ou: 
Here,  in  earth's  home  preparing 

For  the  bright  home  above, 
And  there,  forever  sharing 

Its  joy,  where  "God  is  love." 

John  S.  B.  Monsell. 

747.  ^or  a  Blessing  on  the  Union.  7. 

I71ATHER  of  the  human  race, 
?    Sanction  with  thy  heavenly  grace 
What  on  earth  hath  now  been  done, 
That  these  twain  be  truly  one. 

448 


CHILDREN,  YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

2  One  in  sickness  and  in  health, 
One  in  poverty  and  wealth, 
And  as  year  rolls  after  year, 
Each  to  other  still  more  dear. 

3  One  in  purpose,  one  in  heart, 
Till  the  mortal  stroke  shall  part; 
One  in  cheerful  piety, 

One  forever,  Lord,  with  thee  .W.B.CoUyer. 


CHILDREN,  YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

748.  Remember  thy  Creator  now.         C.  M. 

REMEMBER  thy  Creator  now, 
In  these  thy  youthful  days; 
He  will  accept  thine  earliest  vow; 
He  loves  thine  earliest  praise. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

Seek  him  while  he  is  near ; 
For  evil  days  will  come,  when  thou 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  here. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

His  willing  servant  be; 
Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
He  will  remember  thee.  Unknown. 

749.  Children's  Prayer.  C.  M. 

OLORD,  our  God,  thy  light, -and  truth 
To  us  thy  children  send, 
That  we  may  serve  thee  in  our  youth, 
And  love  thee  to  the  end. 

2  By  nature  sinful,  weak,  and  blind, 

The  downward  path  we  trod. 
Our  wandering  heart  and  wayward  mind 
Were  enemies  to  God. 

3  But  friends  and  guardians  now,  through 

grace, 
Our  heedless  steps  restrain; 
They  teach  us,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face, 
Which  none  shall  seek  in  vain. 

(29)  449 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — ■ 

4  Hence  to  the  hills  we  lift  our  eyes, 
From  which  salvation  springs; 
O  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 
With  healing  in  thy  wings.    J.  Montgomery. 

750.  The  Christian  Child.  C.  M. 

BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 
How  fair  the  lily  grows! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose! 

2  Lo!  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  fhou,  whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  thy  Father's  shrine, 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crowned 
Were  all  alike  divine; 

C  Dependent  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death, 

To  keep  US  Still  thine  own.    Reginald  Heber. 

751.  Children  in  Heaven.  C.  M. 

ABOUND  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven, 
Thousands  of  children  stand; 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band, 
Chor.:  Singing,  Glory,  glory, 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

450 


CHILDREN,  YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white, 
See  every  one  arrayed; 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 
S  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above? 
That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love — 
How  came  those  children  there? 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood, 

To  wash  away  their  sin; 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 
Behold  them  white  and  clean! 

5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 

On  earth  they  loved  his  name; 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face, 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb. 

Mrs.  Anne  H.  Shephard. 

"352.  Early  Piety.  7,  6. 

LOVE  to  hear  the  story 
Which  angel  voices  tell, 
How  once  the  King  of  glory 
d\i 


I 


Came  down  on  earth  to  dwell. 
I  am  both  weak  and  sinful, 

But  this  1  surely  know, 
The  Lord  came  down  to  save  me, 

Because  he  loved  me  so. 

2  I  'm  glad  my  blessed  Saviour 

Was  once  a  child  like  me, 
To  show  how  pure  and  holy 

His  little  ones  may  be; 
And  if  I  try  to  follow 

His  footsteps  here  below, 
He  never  will  forget  me, 

Because  he  loves  me  so. 

3  To  sing  his  love  and  mercy 

My  sweetest  songs  I  Tl  raise; 
And  though  I  cannot  see  him 
1  know  he  hears  my  praise; 

451 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — 

For  he  has  kindly  promised 

That  even  1  may  go 
To  sing  among  his  angels, 

Because  he  loves  me  so. 

Mrs.  Emily  S.  Miller. 

753.  Suffer  the  little  Ori£s  to  come  unto  me.  P.M. 

I  THINK,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of 
old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  called  little  children,  as  lambs  to  his 
fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  him  then. 

2  1  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on 

my  head, 
That  his  arms  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
That  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  look  when  he 
said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 
And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love; 

And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above, 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  he  has  gone  to  pre- 

pare, 
For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering  there,, 
"For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 

Mrs.  J.  Luke. 

154.  Saviour,  like  a  Shepherd  lead  us.  8,  7,  4. 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us: 
Much  we  need  thy  tender  care; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are, 

452 


CHILDREN,  YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

2  We  are  thine:  do  thou  befriend  us, 

Be  the  guardian  of  our  way; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Hear  thy  children  when  they  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Let  us  early  turn  to  thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor, 

Early  let  us  do  thy  will; 
Holy  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 
With  thy  grace  our  bosoms  fill. 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

Dorothy  A.  Thrupp.  (!) 

*755«  "  Of  such  is  the  Kingdom  of  God."  P.  M. 

THERE'S  a  Friend  for  little  children, 
Above  the  bright  bine  sky, 

A  Friend  who  never  changes, 

Whose  love  will  never  die. 

Unlike  our  friends  by  nature, 

Who  change  with  changing  years, 

This  Friend  is  always  worthy 

The  precious  name  he  bears. 
3  There's  a  rest  for  little  children, 

Above  the  bright,  bine  sky, 

Who  love  the  blessed  Saviour 

And  to  his  Father  cry; 

A  rest  from  every  trouble, 

From  sin  and  danger  free; 

There  every  little  pilgrim 

Shall  rest  eternally. 
3  There's  a  home  for  little  children, 

Above  the  bright  blue  sky, 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — 

Where  Jesus  reigns  in  glory, 

A  home  of  peace  and  joy; 

No  home  on  earth  is  like  it, 

Nor  can  with  it  compare, 

For  every  one  is  happy, 

Nor  can  be  happier  there.      Albert  mdiant. 

756.  The  aged  Pilgrim.  C.  P.  M. 

THY"  mercy  heard  my  infant  prayer; 
Thy  love,  with  all  a  mother's  care, 
Sustained  my  childish  days: 
Thy  goodness  watched  my  ripening  youth, 
And  formed  my  heart  to  love  thy  truth, 
And  tilled  my  lips  with  praise*. 

2  And  now,  in  age  and  grief,  thy  name 
Doth  still  my  languid  heart  inflame, 

And  bow  my  faltering  knee: 
O  yet  this  bosom  feels  the  tire; 
This  trembling  hand  and  drooping  lyre 

Have  yet  a  strain  for  thee! 

3  Yes;  broken,  tuneless,  still,  O  Lord, 
This  voice,  transported,  shall  record 

Thy  goodness,  tried  so  long; 
Till,  sinking  slow,  with  calm  decay, 
Its  feeble  murmurs  melt  away 

Ink  a  seraph's  song.  Robert  Grant. 

757.  The  old  Man's  Prayer.  L.  M. 

MY  Father,  I  have  loved  thy  truth; 
Thou  wast  my  guide  in  early  youth: 
Thy  hand  in  safety  led  me  on 
In  wondrous  ways  I  had  not  known. 

2  I  knew  no  want,  and  felt  no  fear, 
With  thee  my  kind  Provider  near; 
Strong  was  my  hand,  and  brave  my  heart, 
To  do  my  work,  and  act  my  part. 

3  But  now  the  fire  of  youth  is  dead; 
The  snows  of  age  are  on  my  head: 
Mine  eyes  are  dim,  and  faint  and  slow 
My  feeble,  faltering  footsteps  go. 

454 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

4  The  friends  and  days  of  youth  are  gone, 
And  I,  alas!  am  left  alone! 

Mine  is  an  aged  pilgrim's  lot— 

0  God,  my  God,  forget  me  not!.- 

5  1  bow  submissive  to  thy  will: 
Thou  art  my  God  and  Father  still; 
And  now,  when  I  am  old  and  gray, 

1  rest  on  thee,  my  Staff  and  Stay. 

H.  B.  Hartzle.r. 

758.  Aged  and  Helpless.         L.  M.6I. 

IN  age  and  feebleness  extreme, 
Who  shall  a  helpless  worm  redeem  .' 
Jesus,  my  only  hope  thou  art, 
Strength  of  my  failing  llesh  and  heai  t 
O  could  I  catch  one  smile  from  thee. 
And  drop  into  eternity!  C.  Wesley. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 


759.        J-  w'iM  Way  w*  th6  Morning.        C.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  I  will  send 
My  prayer  to  reach  thine  ear; 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
My  help  forever  near. 
2  O  lead  me,  keep  me  all  this  day, 
Near  thee  in  perfect  peace; 
Help  me  to  watch,  to  watch  and  pray, 
To  pray  and  never  cease.  Anon. 

760#  The  y°ice  of  Prayer.  C.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high: 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer,— 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye: — 
2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints; 
Presenting,  at  the  Father's  throne, 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand: 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right'hahd. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 

And  plain  before  my  face.  J.  Watt*. 

761.  Morning  Praise.  C.  M. 

LORD  of  my  life,  O  may  thy  praise 
Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 
And  fills  the  circling  hours. 

2  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
And  undisturbed  repose. 

3  O  let  the  same  almighty7  care 

My  waking  hours  attend: 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend.       Anne  Sieeie. 

T62.  God's  Blessings  invoked.  C.  M. 

QHINE  on  our  souls,  eternal  God, 
kj  With  rays  of  beauty  shine; 
O  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  thine. 

2  Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain; 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 

3  With  thee  let  every  week  begin, 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent; 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  leut.    p.i>o'iitri*ige 

456 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

763.  Early  Thanks.  C.  M. 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  my  waking  eyes; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound; 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise; 
My  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  name, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night.        /.  Watts. 

"764.  Morning  Hymn.  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run; 
Shake  of  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praises  to  the  eternal  King. 

3  All  praise  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept: 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew: 
Disperse  my  sins  as  morning  dew; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

457 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  1  design,  or  do,  or  say; 
'lhat  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite.  Thos.  Ken. 

765*        Morning,  Noon  and  Niglil.         S    M 

COME  at  the  morning  hour, 
Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray; 
Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Eock 

Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray; 
Sweet  is  that  shelter  from  the  sun 
During  the  heat  of  day. 

3  At  evening,  in  thy  home, 

Around  its  altar,  pray; 
And  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 
With  heaven  then  close  the  day. 

4  When  midnight  vails  our  eyes, 

O  it  is  sweet  to  say, 

1  sleep,  hut  my  heart  waketh,  Lord, 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray! 

J.  Montgomery, 

766.  Evening  Hymn.  S.  M. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we've  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

45S 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love!  J,  Letand, 

*76T«  Evening  Meditations.  L.  M. 

THUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  1,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 
And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

/.  Watts. 

T68,  Evening  Prayer.  L.  M. 

SUN  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear! 
It  is  not  night,  if  thou  be  near; 
O  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise, 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes! 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 
Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast! 

459 


CHRISTIAN  HOME — 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dure  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord!  the  gracious  work  begin- 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  Watch  by  the  sick;  enrich  the  poor, 
With  blessings  from  thy  boundless  store; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 
Like  infant's  slumbers,  pure  and  light! 

6  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take; 
Till,  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love, 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above.   J.A'ebto. 

769.  Evening  Praise  and  iSupplicatio?i.  L.  M. 

GLORY  to  thee,  my  God!  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light: 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings! 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord!  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee. 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed: 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close; 
Sleep,  that  shall  me  more  vig'rous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply: 

Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 

No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest.       T.Ken. 

460 


I 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

T70.  Protection  invoked.  C.  M. 

IN  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me, 
Through  all  the  hours  of  night, 
And  grant  to  me  most  graciously 
The  safeguard  of  thy  might. 

2  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  mine  eyes, 

Since  thou  wilt  not  remove: 
O  in  the  morning  let  me  rise 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 

3  Or,  if  this  night  should  prove  my  last, 

And  end  my  transient  days; 
Lord,  take  me  to  thy  promised  rest, 
Where  I  may  sing  thy  praise. 

J.  f.  Uet-zog.   Tr.  I.  C.  JacoM. 

TTl.  Early  Morning.  7, 6. 

N  this  calm,  impressive  hour, 

Let  my  prayer  ascend  on  high; 
God  of  mercy!  God  of  power! 

Hear  me,  when  to  thee  I  cry; 
Hear  me  from  thy  lofty  throne, 
For  the  sake  of  Christ,  thy  Son. 

2  With  the  morning's  early  ray, 

Wile  the  shades  of  night  depart, 

Let  thy  beams  of  light  convey 
Joy  and  gladness  to  my  heart: 

Now' o'er  all  my  steps  preside, 

And  for  all  my  wants  provide.      T.  Hastings. 

7T2.  An  Evening  Blessing.  8,  7. 

SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing; 
Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 
Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

461 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watcliest  where  thy  people *be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertakeus, 

And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom,  j.  Edmeston. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 


773.        Eternal  Source  of  every  Joy.        L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command. 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land; 
The  Summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

3  Thy  hand  in  Autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores; 
And  Winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

4  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade. 

5  Here  in  thy  house  shall  incense  rise, 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes, 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

P.  Doddridge. 
462 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

774.  God  crowns  the  Year  with  Goodness.  L.  M. 

THY  providence,  great  God,  we  praise, 
How  good  and  great  are  all  thy  ways! 
Thy  bounty  crowns  our  passing  years, 
And  dissipates  our  anxious  fears. 

2  Thy  promise  stands  forever  fast, 

While  sun  and  moon,  and  earth  shall  last; 

The  laws  of  season  shall  endure, 

Till  time  and  stars  are  known  no  more. 

3  Summer  and  Winter,  cold  and  heat, 
And  night  and  day  in  order  meet; 
Seed-time,  and  harvest,  each  succeed, 
To  prove  thy  love— supply  our  need. 

4  When  years  are  past,  and  seasons  o'er, 
AVe  still  shall  prove  thy  covenant  sure; 
And  in  the  shining  realms  of  bliss, 
Adore  thy  goodness  and  thy  grace. 

Unknown. 

775.  -4  living  Sacrifice.        L.  M.  6 1. 

WISDOM  ascribe,  and  might,  and  praise, 
To  God,  who  lengthens  out  our  days; 
Who  spares  us  yet  another  year, 
And  makes  us  see  his  goodness  here: 
O  may  we  all  the  time  redeem, 
And  henceforth  live  and  die  to  him! 

2  Thou  God  of  grace,  how  shall  we  raise 
Our  hearts  to  pay  thee  all  thy  praise  ? 
Our  hearts  shall  beat  for  thee  alone; 
Our  lives  shall  make  thy  goodness  known; 
Our  souls  and  bodies  shall  be  thine, 
A  living  sacrifice  divine.  C.  Wesley. 

776 .  ' c  Seed-  Time  and  Harvest. "        CM. 

FOUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
How  rich  thy  bounties  are! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  Spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was 

thine; 
The  plants  in  beauty  grew; 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
And  the  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain." 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails: 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  Winter,  fails. 

Mrs.  Alice  Flowerdeio* 

777,         The  Fruit  of  the  Seasons.  CM. 

LORD,  in  thy  name  thy  servants  plead, 
And  thou  hast  sworn  to  hear; 
Thine  is  the  harvest,  thine  the  seed, 
The  fresh  and  fading  year. 

2  Our  hope,  when  Autumn  winds  blew  wild, 

We  trusted,  Lord,  with  thee; 
And  still,  now  Spring  has  on  us  smiled, 
We  wait  on  thy  decree. 

3  The  former  and  the  latter  rain, 

The  Summer  sun  and  air, 
The  green  ear,  and  the  golden  grain, 
All  thine,  are  ours  by  prayer. 

4  Thine,  too,  by  right,  and  ours  by  grace, 

The  wondrous  growth  unseen, 
The  hopes  that  soothe,  the  fears  that  brace^ 
The  love  that  shines  serene.       John  AVWa. 

464 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

T78«  Spring  praises  God.  C.  M. 

WHEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  deck  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day! 

2  Hark!  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing, 

"lis  nature's  cheerful  voice, 
Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  Spring, 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 

4  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

GTliwi  nature's  cheerful  song; 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 

A  ttune  my  joyful  song.  Anne  Steele. 

T70«  Thanksgiving  Hymn.  T. 

PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield; 
For  the  fruits  in  full  supply, 
Ripened  'neath  the  Summer  sky; 

3  All  that  Spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land; 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'ertiowing  stores; 

4  These  to  thee,  my  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  ail  our  blessings  flow; 
And  for  these  my  soul  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

(30)  465 


TIME   AND   ETERNITY — 

5  Should  thine  altered  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain; 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy; 

6  Yet  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise; 
And,  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

Mrs.  Anna  L.  Barbauld,  alt. 

780.  God's  Qifts  in  Nature.  7,  6. 

WE  plow  the  fields  and  scatter 
The  good  seed  on  the  land, 
But  it  is  fed  and  watered 

By  God's  almighty  hand; 
He  sends  the  snow  in  Winter, 

The  warmth  to  swell  the  grain, 
The  breezes  and  the  sunshine, 
And  soft  refreshing  rain. 

2  He  only  is  the  Maker 

Of  all  things  near  and  far; 
He  paints  the  wayside  flower, 

He  lights  the  evening  star; 
The  winds  and  waves  obey  him, 

By  him  the  birds  are  fed; 
Much  more  to  us,  his  children, 

He  gives  our  daily  bread. 

3  We  thank  thee,  then,  O  Father, 

For  all  things  bright  and  good, 
The  seed-time"  and  the  harvest, 

Our  life,  our  health,  our  food- 
Accept  the  gifts  we  offer 

For  all  thy  love  imparts, 
And,  what  thou  most  desirest, 

Oar  humble,  thankful  hearts. 

Matthias  Claudius.   Tr.  Miss  1.  M.  Campbell. 

781.  Praise  to  the  God  of  Harvest.         6,  4. 

THE  God  of  harvest  praise; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Hand,  heart,  and  voice; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty,— but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amid  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices,  raise, 

With  sweet  accord; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord.  J.  Montgomery. 

"782.  Renewed  Devotedness.        10,  5, 11. 

COME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear. 
His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream;  our  time,  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
The  arrow  is  flown, — the  moment  is  gone; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may 

say, 
"  I  have  fought  my  way  through; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me 
to  do! " 

467 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 


O  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the 
glad  word, 
"Well  and  faithfully  done! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne!" 

C.  Wesley. 

783.  Fw  New  Year's  Eve.  7. 

FOR  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace, 
Faithful  through  another  year, 
Hear  our  songs  of  thankfulness, 
Father  and  Redeemer,  hear. 

2  In  our  weakness  and  distress, 

Kock  of  strength,  be  thou  our  stay; 
In  the  pathless  wilderness 
Be  our  true  and  living  way. 

3  Keep  us  faithful,  keep  us  pure, 

Keep  us  evermore  thine  own; 
Help  thy  servants  to  endure, 
Fit  us  for  the  promised  crown. 

Heury  Doicnton. 

784.  On  beginning  a  New  Year.         S,  M. 

OUR  few  revolving  years, 
How  swift  they  glide  away; 
How  short  the  term  of  life  appears 
When  past— but  as  a  day!— 

2  A  dark  and  cloudy  day, 

Clouded  by  grief  and.  sin; 

A  host  of  enemies  without, 

Distressing  fears  within. 

3  Lord,  through  another  year, 

If  thou  permit  our  stay, 
With  diligence  may  we  pursue 

The  true  and  living  way.  Benj.  Beddome. 

785.  Retrospect  of  a  Year.  8,  7,  D. 

WHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here: 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Fixed  in  an  eternal  state. 
They  have  done  with  all  below; 

We  a  little  longer  wait, 
But  how  little— none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view: 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  reign  with  thee  above.    J.  Newton. 

788.  Close  of  the  Year.  CM. 

AWAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
And  raise  your  voices  high: 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 
Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course! 

Ye  mortal  powers,  decay! 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day.         Philip  Doddridge 

469 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 
BREVITY  AND  UNCERTAINTY  OP  LIFE. 


787  •  Improve  the  Time.  L.  M 

LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  ensure  the  great  reward; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
To  escape  from  hell  and  rly  to  heaven, 
The  day  of  grace  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  tne  aay. 

3  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue; 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

4  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  passed 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste, 
But  darkness,  death  and  long  despair 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there.  /.  Watu, 

788.  Earthly  Things  vain  and  transitory.  L.  M« 

HOW  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies! 
How  transient  every  earthly  bliss 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this! 

2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 

The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true, 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 

3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die 

And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 
There  is  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears: 
II  God  be  ours,  we  're  traveling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

David  E.  Ford. 
470 


BREVITY  AND  UNCERTAINTY  OF  LIFE. 

789.  God  otir  safe  Abode.  L.  M. 

THROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God! 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  sate  abode; 
High  was  thy  throne,  ere  heaven  wasmade* 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reigned,  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  to  a  man; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away,  our  life's  a  dream; 
An  empty  tale;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  hour. 

4  Teach  us,  O  Lord!  how  frail  is  man; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till  a  wise  careof  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee.    /.  Watts. 

790.  Warnings  from  the  Grave.         C.  M- 

BENEATH  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head, 
Is  equal  warning  given; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, — 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 

2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breezev 

And  lurks  in  every  flower: 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, — 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb; 
And  shall  earth  still  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

471 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

6  Turn,  mortal,  turn;  thy  danger  know: 
Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  by  her  dead. 
6  Turn,  mortal,  turn;  thy  soul  apply 
To  truths  divinely  given; 
The  dead  who  underneath  thee  lie, 
Shall  live  for  hell  or  heaven.         H.  mber. 

791.  Frailty  of  Lfe.  CM. 

THEE  we  adore,  eternal  name! 
And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we! 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  days  and  months  increase: 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave: 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb; 
And  tierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death! 

6  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God!        /.  Warn. 

792.  What  is  Life?  P.M. 

OWH AT  is  life?— 'tis  like  a  flower 
That  blossoms  and  is  gone; 
It  flourishes  its  little  hour, 

472 


BREVITY  AND  UNCERTAINTY  OF  LIFB. 

With  all  its  beauty  on: 
Death  comes,  and,  like  a  wint'ry  day 
It  cuts  the  lovely  flower  away. 

2  O  what  is  life?— 'tis  like  the  bow 

That  glistens  in  the  sky: 
We  love  to  see  its  colors  glow; 

But  while  we  look  they  die: 
Life  fails  as  soon:— to-day  'tis  here: 
'To-morrow  it  may  disappear. 

3  Lord,  what  is  life? — if  spent  with  thee 

In  humble  praise  and  prayer, 
How  long  or  short  our  life  may  be, 

We  feel  no  anxious  care; 
Though  life  depart,  our  joys  shall  last, 

When  life  and  all  its  joys  are  past. 

Jane  Taylor. 

793.  -A  Journey  to  the  Tomb  7,  6. 

TIME  is  winging  us  away, 
To  our  eternal  home; 
Life  is  but  a  Winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb; 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 
2  Time  is  winging  us  away, 

To  our  eternal  home; 
Life  is  but  a  Winter's  day— 

A  journey  to  the  tomb; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above, 
Where  no  worldly  griefs  annoy, 

Secure  in  Jesus"'  love.  J.  Burton. 

794.  Our  Fathers;  where  are  they?      S.  M. 

HOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea, 
The  tide  that  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity! 

473 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  called  their  own? 
Their  joys,  and  griefs,  and  hopes,  and  carea> 
And  wealth  and  honor  gone. 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend! 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face.       p.  Doddridge. 

795.  Let  me  know  mine  End.  S.  M. 

LORD!  let  me  know  mine  end — 
My  days,  how  brief  their  date, 
That  I  may  timely  comprehend 
How  frail  my  best  estate. 

2  My  life  is  but  a  span, 

Mine  age  is  naught  with  thee; 
What  is  the  highest  boast  of  man 
But  dust  and  vanity? 

3  At  thy  rebuke,  the  bloom 

Of  man's  vain  beauty  flies; 
And  grief  shall,  like  a  moth,  consume 
Ail  that  delights  our  eyes. 

4  Have  pity  on  my  fears; 

Hearken  to  my  request; 
Turn  not  in  silence  from  my  tears, 
But  give  the  mourner  rest. 

5  O  spare  me  yet,  I  pray, 

Awhile  my  strength  restore, 

Ere  1  am  suinmon'd  hence  away, 

And  seen  on  earth  no  more. 

James  Montgomery, 
474 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

796.  I  will  wait.  S.  M.  D 

A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 
Chor.:  Then,  O  my  Lord!  prepare 
My  soul  for  that  glad  day; 
O  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood 
And  take  my  sins  away. 

2  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

3  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore, 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

4  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 

Th'  eternal  Sabbath-day. 
5 'T is  but  a  little  while, 

And  he  shall  come  again 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 

That  we  with  him  may  reign,      u.  Bmar. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

797.  Asleep  in  Jesus.  L.  M. 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep t 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose. 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes.. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus!  O  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing- 
That  death  has  lost  his  cruel  sting. 

475 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest; 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim' that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus!  O  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

.">  Asleep  in  Jesus!  far  from  thee 
Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be; 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

Mrs.  Mnra-iref,  irnckny. 

798.    The  End  of  that  Man  is  Peace.     L.  M. 

HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast! 

2  So  fades  a  Summer  cloud  away; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er- 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around,— 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell! 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell! 

5  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay,— 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say,— 
How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 

Mrs.  Maryurti  EarbuuU. 
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DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

?99.  Why  fear  Death?  L.  M. 

WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 
What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are! 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away; 
And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O  would  my  Lord  his  servant  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed! 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

/.  Watts. 

800*     The  Christian's  parting  Hour.     L.  M. 

HOW  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 
When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  when  the  sun,  with  cloudless  ray, 
Sheds  mellow  lustre  o'er  the  scene! 

2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour; 

So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest; 
When  faith, endued  from  heaven  with  power, 
Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 

3  Mark  but  that  radiance  of  his  eye, 

That  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek; 
They  tell  us  of  his  glory  nigh, 
In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 

4  A  beam  from  heaven  is  sent  to  cheer 

The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road; 
And  angels  are  attending  near, 
To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 

477 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

5  Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 
Whom  God's  own  Spirit  deigns  to  bless 
To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 
Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness  ? 

W.  II.  Bathurst. 

801.  The  Resurrection  of  the  Just.       L.  M. 

WE  sing  his  love,  who  once  was  slain, 
Who  soon  o'er  death  revived  again, 
That  all  his  saints,  through  him,  niight  have 
Eternal  conquests  o'er  the  grave. 

2  The  saints,  who  now  in  Jesus  sleep, 
His  own  almighty  power  shall  keep, 
Till  dawns  the  bright  illustrious  day, 
When  death  itself  shall  die  away. 

3  How  loud  shall  our  glad  voices  sing, 
When  Christ  his  risen  saints  shall  bring 
From  beds  of  dust,  and  silent  clay, 

To  realms  of  everlasting  day! 

4  When  Jesus  we  in  glory  meet, 
Our  utmost  joys  shall  be  complete; 
When  landed  on  that  heavenly  shore, 
Death  and  the  curse  will  be  no  more. 

5  Hasten,  dear  Lord!  the  glorious  day, 
And  this  delightful  scene  display: 
When  all  thy  saints  from  death  shall  rise, 
Raptured  in  bliss  beyond  the  skies. 

Rowland  HUl 

802.  The  Grave  a  favored  Spot.         L.  M. 

THE  grave  is  now  a  favored  spot, 
To  saints  who  sleep  in  Jesus  blest 
For  there  the  wicked  trouble  not, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

2  At  rest  in  Jesus'  faithful  arms; 
At  rest  as  in  a  peaceful  bed; 
Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  storms, 
Which  round  this  sinful  world  are  spread. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

3  Thrice  happy  souls  who've  gone  hef ore 
To  that  inheritance  divine! 

They  iabor,  sorrow,  -sigh  no  more, 
But  bright  in  endless  glory  shine. 

4  Then  let  our  mournful  tears  he  dry, 
Or  in  a  gentle  measure  how; 

We  hail  them  happy  in  the  sky, 

And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  go.   *.  matey,  au. 

803.  At  the  Grave.  L.  fci. 

UNVAIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  Tomb; 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds:  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept;— God's  own  dear  Son 
Pass'd  through  the  grave,and  bless'd  the  bed; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  Morn; 
Attend,  O  Earth!  his  sovereign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust— a  glorious  form — 
Called  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord. 

/.  Walls. 

804.  Living  Hope.  C.  M. 


A 


ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  faint  or  die; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high: 


2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long-sought  rest,— 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
4?y 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  cross  sustain, 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain: 

4  I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Ueliv'rer  come,* 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
And  take  his  .exile  home.  c.  }Vtsie§ 

805.  ?'he  Sharpness  of  Death  overcome.  C.  M, 

CALM  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 
Fair  Spirit,  rest  thee  now" 
E'en  while  with  us  thy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2  Dust,  to  its  narrow  house  beneath! 

Soul,  to  its  place  on  high! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death, 
No  more  may  fear  to'die. 

3  Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  bowers. 

Whence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone; 
But  O  a  brighter  home  than  ours, 
In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 

Mrs.  Felicia  D.  Hemana. 

806.  We  mourn  not  as  those  without  Hope.  C.  M. 

WHY  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too; 

As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
There  hopes  unfading  bloom. 

480 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

4  Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 
The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 
And  softened  every  bed. 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising-day.  I.  Watts. 

80*7.       Another  Child  called  Home.        C.  M. 

ANOTHER  hand  is  beckoning  us; 
Another  call  is  given; 
And  glows  once  more  with  angel  steps 
The  path  that  leads  to  heaven. 

2  Unto  our  Father's  will  alone 

One  thought  hath  reconciled; 
That  he  whose  love  exceedeth  ours 
Hath  taken  home  his  child. 

3  Fold  her,  O  Father,  in  thine  arms, 

And  let  her  henceforth  be 
A  messenger  of  love  between 
Our  human  hearts  and  thee! 

4  Still  let  her  mild  rebukings  stand 

Between  us  and  the  wrong, 
And  her  dear  memory  serve  to  make 
Our  faith  in  goodness  strong. 

J.  G.  JVkittier. 

808.  ' '  -T  shall  go  to  Him. "  CM. 

THRO'  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path, 
Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  followers  of  our  suffering  Lord, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 
And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

(31)  481 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  earth  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  buried  or  extinct, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie: 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

5  These  ashes,  too,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  last  angel  rise  and  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep.       H.  K.  White. 

809.  The  last  Trumpet.  C.  M. 

WHEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
This  rending  earth  shall  shake, — 
When  op'ning  graves  shall  yield  their  charge. 
And  dust  to  life  awake;— 

2  Those  bodies  that  corrupted  fell, 
Shall  incorrupt  arise; 

And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life, 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung, 

Is  now  at  last  fulfilled — 
That  death  should  yield  its  ancient  reign, 
And,  vanquished,  quit  the  field; 

4  Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 
And  now  in  triumph  sing; 

"  O  Grave!  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
"And  where,  O  Death!  thy  sting? 

5  "  Thy  sting  was  sin,  and  conscious  guilt; 
"  'T  was  this  that  armed  thy  dart: 

"  The  law  gave  sin  its  strength,  and  force, 
"  To  pierce  the  sinner's  heart. 

6  "  But  God,  whose  name  be  ever  blest! 
"Disarms  that  foe  we  dread; 

"And  makes  us  conqu'rors,  when  we  die, 
"  Through  Christ  our  living  Head." 

Wm.  Cameron. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

810*  Funeral  of  an  Infant.  CM. 

WE  lay  thee  in  the  silent  tomb, 
Sweet  blossom  of  a  day; 
We  just  began  to  view  thy  bloom, 
When  thou  wert  failed  awa  \ . 

2  Friendship  and  love  have  done  their  last, 

And  now  can  do  no  more; 

The  bitterness  of  death  is  past, 

And  all  thy  sufferings  o'er. 

3  Thou  minglest  now  in  that  bright  throng 

Around  th'  eternal  throne, 
And  join'st  the  everlasting  song 
With  those  before  thee  gone.      Unknown. 

811.      Planted  to  bloom  in  Paradise.        CM. 

WHO  "shall  forbid  our  chastened  woe, 
Our  tears  of  love  to  start? 
There's  balm  in  their  assuaging  flow, 
To  heal  the  wounded  heart! 

2  This  lovely  child,  thus  early  torn 

From  our  fond  breasts  away, 
With  silent  grief  is  gently  borne 
To  its  lone  bed  of  clay. 

3  Here  sleep  thou,  till  our  longer  race 

And  heavier  toils  shall  close; 
Then  shall  we  seek  thy  resting-place, 
And  share  thy  long  repose. 

4  We  plant  thee  here,  with  tears  bedewed, 

Bright  flower  of  heavenly  dye; 
And  often  shall  our  griefs  renewed, 
These  flowing  founts  supply. 

5  But  thou  shalt  yet  in  beauty  bloom, 

A  plant  of  Paradise; 
And  gladden  with  thy  sweet  perfume 
Our  mansion  in  the  skies.     William  Hunter. 

483 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

812*  Victory  over  Death.  C.  M. 

EARTH,  with  its  dark  and  dreadful  ills, 
Recedes  and  fades  away; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  Hills; 
Ye  Gates  of  death,  give  way. 

2  My  soul  is  full  of  whispered  song,— 

My  blindness  is  my  sight; 
The  shadows  that  I  feared  so  long- 
Are  full  of  life  and  light. 

3  The  while  my  pulses  fainter  beat, 

My  faith  doth  so  abound; 
I  feel  firm  ground  beneath  my  feet — 
The  green,  immortal  ground. 

4  That  faith  to  me  a  courage  gives 

Low  as  the  grave  to  go; 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
That  I  shall  live  I  know. 

5  The  palace  walls  I  almost  see 

Where  dwells  my  Lord,  my  King! 
O  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ?     Alice  Carey. 

813.  ^  &  noi  Death  io  die.  s-  M> 

IT  is  not  death  to  die,— 
To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'mid  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  in  glorious  repose, 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

484 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 

Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise,  on  strong  exulting  wing, 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life, 

Thy  chosen  cannot  die! 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

Abraham  H.  C.  Malan.  Tr.  O.  W.  Bethune. 

814*  Bemrrection.  S.  M. 

OFOR  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord! 
O  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward! 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  With  us  their  names  shall  live 

Through  long  succeeding  years, 
Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give, 
Our  praises  and  our  tears.  Unknn<r,i. 

815.  Fw  Victory  in  Death.  S.  M. 

WHEN  on  the  brink  of  death 
V  f     My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
Waiting  to  pass  that  awful  flood, 
Great  God,  at  thy  command, — 

2  When  every  scene  of  life 
Stands  ready  to  depart, 
And  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart,— 

485 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY 

3  Thou  Source  of  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  albiie  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

4  Lay  thy  supporting  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head; 
And  with  a  ray  of  love  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

5  Leaning  on  Jesus'  breast, 

May  I  resign  my  breath; 
And  in  his  kind  embraces  lose 
The  bitterness  of  death. 

William  B.  Collyer,  alt. 

816.    Solemn  Thoughts  of  the  Future.     S.  M. 

AND  am  I  born  to  die  ? 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown— 

2  A  land  of  deepest  shade, 

Unpierced  by  human  thought, 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead. 
Where  all  things  are  forgot? 

3  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will  become  of  me? 
Eternal  happiness  or  woe 
Must  then  my  portion  be: 

4  Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

1  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge,  with  glory  crowned, 
And  see  the  flaming  skies. 

5  O  thou  who  wouldst  not  have 

One  wretched  sinner  die; 
Who  diedst  thyself  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery; 

6  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Ihy  dreadful  wrath  severe, 
Tbat'when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne 
I  may  with  joy  appear.  a  Wesiep. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

817.  This  Body  must  die.  s.  M 

AND  must  this  body  die— 
This  well-wrought  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'iing  in  the  clay? 

2  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  from  the  skies 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust. 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Be  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe, 

Lord,  to  thy  dying  love: 
O  may  we  bless  thy  grace  below, 
And  sing  thy  power  above !  /.  Watt*. 

818.  Death  of  a  Minister.  S.  M. 

QERVA^T  of  God,  well  done; 
kj  Ros*  ir'jvi  thy  loved  employ: 
The  b?  „tVu  fought,  the  vict'ry  won, 
En^er  dry  Master's  joy. 

2  ^.'he  voice  at  midnight  came, 

He  started  up  to  hear; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame, 
He  fell— but  felt  no  fear. 

3  franquil  amidst  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  vet'ran  slumb'ring  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  fhe  pains  of  death  are  past, 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease: 
ind  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

487 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done; 
Praise  be  thy  new  employ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

James  Montgomery. 

819.  And  with  the  Trump  of  God.       S.  M. 

IX  expectation  sweet, 
We  wait,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Till  Christ's  triumphal  car  we  meet, 
And  see  an  endless  day. 

2  He  comes!— the  Conqu'ror  comes; 

Death  falls  beneath  his  sword; 
The  joyful  pris'ners  burst  their  tombs, 
And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds,— Awake! — 

Ye  dead,  to  judgment  come! — 
The  pillars  of  creation  shake, 
While  hell  receives  her  doom. 

1  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 

Who  love  the  ways  of  peace; 
No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close, 
Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss.        Jos.  Swain. 

820.  Forever  with  the  Lord.  S.  M. 

"  TTiOREVER  with  the  Lord!" 
T    So,  Jesus!  let  it  be; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word; 

'Tis  immortality. 
Here,  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  thee  I  roam: 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  inarch  nearer  home. 

2  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul!  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 
Thy  golden  gates  appear! 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

"Forever  with  the  Lord!  " 

Father,  if  't  is  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  thy  gracious  word 

Ev'n  here  to  me  fulfill. 

3  So,  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"Forever  with  the  Lord!"      J.  Montgomery. 

821.     Friends  separated  for  a  Season.    6,  8, 8. 

F  BLEND  after  friend  departs: 
Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end: 
Were  this  frail  world  our  only  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  this  vale  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  life's  affection  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  to  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown; 
A  whole  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone: 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  happy  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  passed  away; 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 

To  pure  and  perfect  day; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, — 
They  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

James  Montgomery. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

822.  Tli&  End  approaching.  8, 7» 

HAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ending, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below; 
Go,  the  angel  guards  attending, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo!  thy  Saviour  stands  above: 
Shows  tlie  purchase  of  his  merit, 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 
2  Struggle  through  thy  In  test  passion 

To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

To  his  everlasting  rest. 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee 

Bear  a  momentary  pain; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory: 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign.  C.  Wesley. 

823.  Only  waiting.  8, 7. 

ONLY  wraiting,  till  the  shadows 
Are  a  little  longer  grown: 
Only  waiting,  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown; 
Till  tue  light  of  earth  is  faded 

From  the  hearts  once  full  of  day; 
Till  the  stars  of  heaven  are  breaking 
Through  the  twilight  soft  and  gray 

2  Only  waiting,  till  the  reapers 

Have  the  last  sheaf  gatheied  home; 
For  the  Summer-time  is  faded, 

And  the  Autumn  winds  have  come, 
Quickly,  reapers,  gather  quickly 

These  last  ripe  hours  of  my  heart, 
For  the  bloom  of  life  is  withered, 

And  I  hasten  to  depart. 

3  Only  waiting,  till  the  shadows 

Are  a  little  longer  grown: 
Onlv  waiting,  till  the  glimmer 
Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown 

490 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

Then,  from  out  the  gathered  darkness 
Holy,  deathless  stars  shall  rise, 

By  whose  light  my  soul  shall  gladly 
Tread  its  pathway  to  the  skies. 

prances  L.  ]ifac6r 

824*      Bereavement  and  Resignation.        8,  7 

JESUS,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 
O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would,  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say, — Thy  will  be  done/ 

2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken; 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone: 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  nast  taken; 
Blessed  Lord,— Ihy  will  be  done, 

3  Though  to-day  we're  filled  witn  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne: 
With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 
.   We  can  sing, — Thy  will  be  done. 

4  By  thy  hands  the  boon  was  given; 

Thou  hast  taken  but  thine  own: 

Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 

Evermore,— Thy  will  be  done. 

Thos.  Hastings. 

825*  Triumph  in  Death.  8,  7. 


I 


S  this  death  ?  my  life-day  ending? 

Mighty  Lord,  to  thee  1  cling! 
Faith  and  hope  are  sweetly  blending, 
I  shall  soon  behold  the  King! 


2  Long  my  Spirit  hath  been  waiting 
On  the  brink  of  mortal  strife: 
Hallelujah!  now  I'm  sweeping- 
Through  the  pearly  gates  of  life! 

D.  £.  Byers. 

826.  "  Ye  shall  live  also."  7,  8,  7. 

JESUS  lives!  no  longer  nowr 
Can  thy  terrors,  Death,  appall  rae; 
Jesus  lives!  and  well  I  know, 

491 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

From  the  dead  he  will  recall  me; 
Better  life  will  then  commence — 
This  shall  he  my  confidence. 

2  Jesus  lives!  to  him  the  throne 

Over  all  the  world  is  given; 
I  shall  go  where  he  is  gone, 

Live  and  reign  with  him  in  heaven: 
God  is  pledged;  weak  doubtings,  hence! 
This  shall  he  my  confidence! 

3  Jesus  lives!  henceforth  is  death 

Entrance  into  life  immortal; 
Calmly  I  can  yield  my  breath, 

Fearless  tread  the  frowning  portal; 
Lord,  when  faileth  flesh  and  sense, 
Thou  wilt  be  my  confidence! 

"Chr.  F.  Gellerl.   Tr.  F.  E.  Cox. 
827.  Death  °fa  Vhild.  7,  6 1. 

WHEREFORE  should  I  make  my  moan, 
Now  the  darling  child  is  dead? 
He  to  early  rest  is  gone, 
He  to  Paradise  is  fled: 
I  shall  go  to  him,  but  he 
Never  shall  return  to  me. 

2  God  forbids  his  longer  stay; 

God  recalls  the  precious  loan; 
God  hath  taken  him  away. 

From  my  bosom  to  his  own: 
Surely  what  he  wills  is  best; 
Happy  in  his  will  I  rest. 

-3  Faith  cries  out,  "  It  is  the  Lord, 
Let  him  do  as  seems  him  good!  " 

Be  thy  holy  name  adored; 
Take  the  gift  awhile  bestowed: 

Take  the  child  no  longer  mine; 

Thine  he  is,  forever  thine.  C.  Wesley. 

492 


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DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

828.  &*  <*>  Child's  Funeral.  6. 

O  to  thy  rest,  dear  child! 

Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
Gentle,  and  meek,  and  mild, 

With  blessings  on  thy  head. 
Fresh  roses  in  thy  hand. 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid, 
Haste  from  this  blighting  land, 

Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade. 

2  Before  thy  heart  could  learn 

In  waywardness  to  stray; 
Before  thy  feet  could  turn 

The  dark  and  downward  way; 
Ere  sin  could  wound  thy  breast, 

Or  sorrow  wake  the  tear; 
Eise  to  thy  home  of  rest, 

In  yon  celestial  sphere! 

Mrs.  Lydia  H.  Sigoitr?iey,  alt. 

829.  1  would  not  live  alway.  11. 

IWOI3LD  not  live  alway;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 
the  way: 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
Are  enough  tor  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  its 
cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway;  no— welcome  the 

tomb! 
Since  Jesus  has  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 

gloom: 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  al  way,  away  from  his 

God- 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er  the 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

4  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  biethren  transported  to 

greet: 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 

SOUl.  Wra.  A.  Muhlenberg. 

830.    The  dying  Christian  to  his  Soul.     P.  M. 

VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame, 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying! 
Cease,  fond  Nature,  cease  thy  strife 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark!  they  whisper— angels  say, 
"Sister  Spirit,  come  away!" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite; 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath?  ' 
Tell  me,  my  soul — can  this  be  death? 

3  The  world  recedes— it  disappears— 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes!— my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring! 

Lend,  lend  your  wings:  I  mount!  I  fly! 
O  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 
O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

Alexander  Pope. 
CHRIST'S  SECOND  COMING. 


831.  The  Lord  will  come.  L.  M, 

THE  Lord  shall  come!  the  earth  shall  quakfe, 
The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake; 
And,  withering  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  shall  pale  their  feeble  light. 
2  The  Lord  will  come;  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came; 
A  silent  lamb  to  slaughter  led, 
The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 


CHRIST  S  SECOND  COMING. 

3  The  Lord  will  come;  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm; 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human-kind. 

4  Can  this  be  he,  who  wont  to  stray, 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway? 

By  power  oppressed  and  mocked  by  pride, 
O  God,  is  this  the  Crucified  ? 

5  Go,  tyrants;  to  the  rocks  complain; 
Go,  seek  the  mountain's  cleft  in  vain; 
But  faith  victorious  o'er  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  The  Lord  is  come. 

R.  Ileber. 

832*  Appearing  of  the  Judge.  L.  M. 

HE  comes!  he  comes!  the  Judge  severe! 
The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near; 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul! 

2  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound; 
See  the  almighty  Jesus  crowned! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  great  white  throne, 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord! 

4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
Forever  and  forever  reigns.  c.  Wesley. 

833.  The  Archangel's  Trump.         L.  M. 

THE  great  archangel's  trump  shall  sound 
(While  twice  ten  thousand  thunders  roar), 
Tear  up  the  graves,  and  cleave  the  ground 
And  make  the  greedy  sea  restore. 

495 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

2  The  greedy  sea  shall  yield  her  dead; 

The  earth  no  more  her  slain  conceal; 
Sinners  shall  lift  their  guilty  head, 
And  shrink  to  see  a  yawning  hell. 

3  But  we  who  now  our  Lord  confess, 

And  faithful  to  the  end  endure, 

Shall  stand  in  Jesus'  righteousness: 

Stand  as  the  Rock  of  Ages,  sure. 

4  We,  while  the  stars  from  heaven  shall  fall, 

And  mountains  are  on  mountains  hurled, 
Shall  stand  unmoved  amidst  them  all, 
And  smile  to  see  a  burning  world. 

5  The  earth  and  all  the  works  therein 

Dissolve,  by  raging  flames  destroyed; 
While  we  survey  the  awful  scene, 
And  mount  above  the  fiery  void. 

6  By  faith  we  now  transcend  the  skies, 

And  on  that  ruined  world  look  down: 
By  love  above  all  height  we  rise, 
And  share  the  everlasting  throne. 

C.  Wesley. 

834.  Day  of  Life.  8,  7. 

LO,  the  day  of  Christ's  appearing, 
Day  of  life  and  day  of  light, 
Day  when  death  itself  shall  perish, 
Day  which  ne'er  shall  set  in  night. 

2  See  the  King  desired  for  ages, 

By  the  just  expected  long, 
Long  implored,  at  length  he  hasteth, 
Cometh  with  salvation  strong. 

3  O  how  past  all  utterance  happy, 

Sweet  and  joyful  it  will  be 
When  they  who,  unseen,  have  loved  him, 
Jesus  face  to  face  shall  see! 

4  Blessed  then,  earth's  patient  mourners, 

Who  for  Christ  have  toiled  and  died, 
Driven  by  the  world's  rough  pressure 
In  those  mansions  to  abide! 


CHRIST  S  SECOND  COMIXG. 

5  What  will  be  the  bliss  and  rapture 
None  can  dream  and  none  can  tell, 
There  to  reign  among  the  angels, 
In  that  heavenly  home  to  dwell. 

From  the  Latin.   Tr.  Mrs.  E.  Charles. 

835*  Jesus  comes.  7. 

HARK!— that  shout  of  rapt'rous  joy, 
Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud! 
Jesus  comes— and  through  the  sky, 
Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud. 

2  Hark!— the  trumpet's  awful  voice 

Sounds  abroad  through  sea  and  land} 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice, 
Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 

3  See! — the  Lord  appears  in  view; 

Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly; 
Rise,  ye  saints!  he  comes  for  you, — 
Rise,  to  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

4  Go  and  dwell  with  him  above, 

Where  no  foe  can  e'er  molest; 
Happy  in  the  Saviour's  love, 
Ever  blessing,  ever  blest. 

Thomas  Kelly. 

836*  Christ  is  coming.  8,  7,  4, 

CHRIST  is  coming!  let  creation 
Bid  her  groans  and  travail  cease; 
Let  the  glorious  proclamation 
Hope  restore  and  faith  increase; 

Christ  is  coming! 
Come,  thou  blessed  Prince  of  peacet 
2  Earth  can  now  but  tell  the  story 
Of  thy  bitter  cross  and  pain; 
She  shall  yet  behold  thy  glory 
When  thou  comest  back  to  reignj 

Christ  is  coming! 
Let  each  heart  repeat  the  strain. 

(32)  497 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY 

3  Long  thy  exiles  have  been  pining, 

Far  from  rest,  and  home,  and  thee; 
But,  in  heavenly  vesture  shining, 
Soon  they  shall  thy  glory  see; 

Christ  is  coming! 
Haste  the  joyous  jubilee. 

4  With  that  "  blessed  hope  "  before  us, 

Let  no  harp  remain  unstrung; 
Let  the  mighty  advent  chorus 
Onward  roll  from  tongue  to  tongue; 

Christ  is  coming! 
Come,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come! 

ooltu  R.  Macduff. 

837.  The  second  Advent.  8,  7,  4. 

LO!  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favored  sinners  slain; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
IS  well  the  triumph  of  his  train: 

Hallelujah! 
God  appears  on  earth  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 

Eobed  in  dreadful  majesty; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  All  the  tokens  of  his  passion 

Still  his  dazzling  body  bears, 
Cause  of  endless  exultation 
To  his  ransomed  worshipers; 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  those  glorious  scars! 

4  Tea,  amen!  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thy  eternal  throne; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory; 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own: 

Jah!  Jehovah! 
Everlasting  God,  come  down!  c.  Wesley, 


JUDGMENT  AND  RETRIBUTION. 
JUDGMENT  AND  RETRIBUTION. 


838.  The  awful  Day.  V,  M. 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus,  thou  source  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  ruler  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word  "Depart!" 

3  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'T  would  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What,  to  be  banished  from  my  Lord, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die! 

To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 

And  death  forever  fly! 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love!  /.  Watts. 

8£9.  The  final  Accmint.  C.  M. 

AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  Jive, 

With  what  religious  fear! 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  here. 

499 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY — 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, — 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near; 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear.  c.  Wesley* 

840.  The  Judge  wttl  come!  S.  M. 

AND  will  the  Judge  descend? 
And  must  the  dead  arise, 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark!  from  the  Gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread! 

4  Ye  sinners,  see  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

5  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 

By  which  the  Saviour  bled; 
And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessing  on  your  head.      p.  Doddridge* 

841.  The  Judge  of  Quick  arid  Dead.      S.  M. 

THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 
We  all  shall  soon  appear, 


JUDGMENT  AND  RETRIBUTION. 

2  Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray. 

3  To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That' awful  hour  unknown, 
When,  robed  in  majesty  and  power, 
Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down — 

4  TV  immortal  Son  of  man, 

To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

5  O  may  we  all  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest: 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
An  everlasting  rest.  c.  Wesley. 

842.  The  dreadful  Boy.  L.  M. 

THE  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? 

2  When  shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll; 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead! 

3  O  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  O  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! 

Walter  Scott. 

843.  Judgment  terrors— judgment  raptures.  8,7,4. 

LIFT  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 
Partners  in  his  patience  here: 
Christ,  to  all  believers  precious, 
Lord  of  lords,  shall  soon  appear: 

Mark  the  tokens 
Of  his  heavenly  kingdom  near. 

501 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY 

2  Sun  and  moon  are  both  confounded, 

Darkened  into  endless  night, 
When,  with  angel-hosts  surrounded, 
In  his  Father's  glory  bright, 

Beams  the  Saviour, 
Shines  the  everlasting  light. 

3  See  the  stars  from  heaven  falling; 

Hark,  on  earth  the  doleful  cry, 
Men  on  rocks  and  mountains  calling, 
While  the  frowning  Judge  draws  nigh, 

"  Hide  us,  hide  us, 
Kocks  and  mountains,  from  his  eye!  " 

4  With  what  different  exclamation 

Shall  the  saints  his  banner  see! 
By  the  tokens  of  his  passion, 
By  the  marks  received  for  me, 

All  discern  him; 
All  with  shouts  cry  out,  "  'Tis  he!" 

5  Lo!  'tis  he!  our  hearts'  desire, 

Come  for  his  espoused  below; 
Come  to  join  us  with  his  choir, 
Come  to  make  our  joys  o'erflow; 

Palms  of  victory, 
Crowns  of  glory,  to  bestow.  C.  Wesley. 

844.  The  Day  of  Judgment.  8,  7,  4, 

AY  of  judgment,— day  of  wonders, 
Hark!  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round! 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine! 
Ye  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine!" 

Gracious  Saviour! 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine! 

502 


D 


JUDGMENT  AND  RETRIBUTION. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Kise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea, 
All  the  powers'of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee: 

Careless  sinner! 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Horrors,  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
"Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart! 

Thou  with  Satan 
And  his  angels  hast  thy  part!  " 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Loved,  and  served  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed! 
See  the  kingdom  1  bestow ! 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know."  J.  Newton. 

845.         The  End  °f  things  createu.       P.  M. 

GKEAT  God!  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 
The  end  of  things  created! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated: 
The  trumpet  sounds;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before, 
Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him! 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding: 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay; 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  liim. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing; 
For  they  shall  rise  and  find  their  tears 
And  sighs  are  unavailing: 


TIME  AXD  ETERNITY— 

The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone, 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 
All  unprepared  to  meet*  him. 

Great  God!  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 

The  end  of  things  created! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated: 
Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

Barlholomceus  Ringwaldt.   Tr.  W.  B.  Collyer,  aU. 


846.  Home  of  the  Soul.  P.M. 

I  "WILL  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful  land, 
The  far  away  home  of  the  soul. 
Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glittering 
strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll; 
Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glittering 
strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

2  O  that  home  of  the  soul  in  my  visions  and 

dreams, 
Its  bright  jasper  walls  I  can  see; 
Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  the  vail  intervenes 
||  :  Between  the  fair  city  and  me.:  || 
Till  I  fancy,  etc. 

3  That  unchangeable  home  is  for  you  and  for 

me, 
Where  Jesus  of  Nazareth  stands; 
The  King  of  all  kingdoms  forever  is  he, 
H :  And  he  holdeth  our  crowns  in  his  hands.:  \ 
The  King  of,  etc. 

504 


4  O  how  sweet  it  will  be  in  that  beautiful 
land, 
So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  pain; 
With  songs  on  our  lips  and  with  harps  in  our 
hands 
|| :  To  meet  one  another  again. :  || 

With  SOngS  on,  etc.    Mrs.  Ellen  H.Gates. 

847.       The  Pilgrim' shappy  Lot.     8,8,6. 

HOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot; 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  in  low  design, 

From  every  creature-love; 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soui  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  Though  I  no  foot  of  land  possess 
Nor  cottage  in  this  wilderness, 

A  poor  wayfaring  man; 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below, 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro. 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

4  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

5  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest! 
Soon  will  the  pilgrim's  journey  end; 
Then,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast.  J.  Wesley. 

505 


HEAVEN. 

848,  The  heavenly  Home.  L.  M 

MY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair; 
Nor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there; 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 

I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more; 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky. 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

3  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home, 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam; 
Although,  like  Lazarus,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 

4  Let  others  seek  a  home  below. 

Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow^ 

Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 

A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

5  Then  fail  the  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

Wm.  Hunt.tr. 

849#    ' '  The  Land  that  is  very  far  off. ' '     L.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright,  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glories  fraught. 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

506 


-  3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 
Across  that  calm,  serene  abode; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 
Within  the  Paradise  of  God. 

Gurdon  Robins, 

850.      Departing,  to  be  with  Christ.         L.  M„ 

WHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 
And  view  the  scenes  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  its  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

2  Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be; 
It  faints  my  much-loved  Lord  to  see; 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 
For 'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys,  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home: 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

4  That  blessed  interview,  how  sweet, 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet; 
Eaised  in  his  arms,  to  view  his  face, 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 

5  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
I  '11  wait  thy  signal  for  my  flight; 
For  while  thy  service  I  pursue, 

I  find  my  heaven  begun  below,  p.  Doddridge, 

g5I.  Waiting  in  Hope.  S.  M. 

WAIT,  till  the  shadows  flee; 
Wait  thy  appointed  hour; 
Wait,  till  the  Bridegroom  of  thy  soul 
Reveal  his  love  with  power. 

507 


HEAVEX. 

2  Fastened  within  the  vail, 

Hope  be  thy  anchor  strong; 
His  loving  Spirit  the  sweet  gale 
That  wafts  thee  smooth  along. 

3  Or,  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  peace  delay  to  come, 
Blest  is  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
That  drives  thee  nearer  home. 

4  Still  on  his  plighted  love 

At  all  events  rely; 
The  very  hidings  of  his  face 
Shall  train  thee  up  to  joy. 

5  The  time  of  love  will  come, 

When  thou  shalt  clearly  see, 

Xot  only  that  he  shed  his  blood, 

But  that  it  flowed  for  thee! 

6  Tarry  his  leisure,  then, 

Although  he  seem  to  stay; 
A  moment's  intercourse  with  him 
Thy  grief  will  overpay. 

7  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  thee! 
"Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see! 

Augustus  Montague  Toplady. 

852.         The  Land  of  pure  Delight.         C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
"Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain, 
There  everlasting  Spring  abides, 

And  never-witli'ring  flowers: 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

2  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

508 


HEAVEN. 

But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away. 

3  O  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
The  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 

With  unbeclouded  eyes. 
Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream, nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

/.  Watts. 


853.  Jordan's  stormy  Banks.  C.  M. 

ON"  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie". 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 
•That  rises  to  my  sight! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight! 

S  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 
On  trees  immortal  grow: 
There  rock,  and  hill,  and  brook,  and  vale, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains, 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  pois'nous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

509 


HEAVEN. 

6  When  shall  1  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay! 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

8  There  on  those  high  and  flowery  plains, 

Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire; 
But  in  perpetual  joyful  strains, 
Eedeeming  love  admire.  s.  Stennet. 

S54.    Longing  for  a  Vieic  of  Heaven.     C.  M. 


0 


LET  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly    - 
Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades! 


2  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Exposed  to  no  decay. 

3  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim! 
With  one  reviving  look  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  O  then,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  souls  shall  rise 
To  those  bright   scenes   where   pleasures 
spring, 
Immortal  in  the  skies.  Anne  Steele. 

855.  The  heaven  y  City.  CM. 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy  and  peace  and  thee? 

510 


HEAVEN. 

2  When   shall  these  eyes  thy   heaven-built 

walls 
And  pearly  gates  hehold? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong? 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 
Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 

Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbath  has  no  end? 

4  Theis  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 
Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know: 

Blest  seats!  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 

1  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 
Around  my  Saviour  stand: 

And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home! 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 

Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see.  F.  p.  b.,  all. 

856.  The  Glories  of  Heaven.  C.  M. 

FAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 
Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair  distant  land!  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more. 

3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair! 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

511 


HEAVEN. 

4  O  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 
Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above.      Anne  Steele. 

S57.  Eye  hath  not  seen.  S .  M. 

XT  OR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
JL\    Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared, 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace; 
No  wanton  lips,  or  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life; 

There  all  their  names  are  found; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground.    /.  Watt*. 

858.  The  heavenly  Fold.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  fold,  whence  none  can  stray, 
And  pastures  ever  green, 
Where  sultry  sun,  or  stormy  day, 
Or  night  is  never  seen. 

2  Far  up  the  everlasting  hills, 
In  God's  own  light  it  lies; 
His  smile  its  vast  dimension  fills 
With  joy  that  never  dies. 

512 


3  One  narrow  vale,  one  darksome  wave, 

Divides  that  land  from  this: 
I  have  a  Shepherd  pledged  to  save 
And  hear  me  home  to  bliss. 

4  Soon  at  his  feet  my  soul  will  lie 

In  life's  last  struggling  breath; 
But  I  shall  only  seem  to  die, 
I  shall  not  taste  of  death. 

5  Far  from  this  guilty  world  to  be 

Exempt  from  toil  and  strife, 
To  spend  eternity  with  thee, 
My  Saviour,  this  is  life.  John  East. 

859.  &v°eet  Some.  C.  M. 

OLAND  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh! 
When  will  the  moment  come, 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 
And  dwell  in  peace  at  home  ? 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 

No  peaceful  shelf  ring  dome, 
This  world 's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  When,  by  affliction  sharply  tried, 

I  view  the  gaping  tomb; 
Although  1  dread  death's  chilling  tide, 
Yet  still  I  sigh  for  home. 

4  Weary  of  wand 'ring  round  and  round, 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  quit  th'  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home.     G.  M. 

g^O.  "-4  Building  of  God."  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 
Eternal,  and  on  high: 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

513 


2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall: 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We  're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

1  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 
But  we  had  rather  see; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee.    I.  Watts. 

861*  "  Whence  came  they."  C.  M. 

GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
Within  the  vail  and  see 
The  saints  above — how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be! 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shows  the  same  path  to  heaven.    /.  Wau$. 

514 


F 


HEAVEN. 

862.  I71  the  Desert— Heaven  before  its.    C.  M, 

lORTH  to  the  land  of  promise  bound 

Our  desert  path  we  tread; 
God's  fiery  pillar  for  our  guide, 

His  Captain  at  our  head. 

2  E'en  now  we  faintly  trace  the  hills, 

And  catch  their  distant  blue; 
And  the  bright  city's  gleaming  spires 
Rise  dimly  on  our  view. 

3  Soon,  when  the  desert  shall  be  crossed, 

The  flood  of  death  passed  o'er, 
Our  pilgrim  hosts  shall  safely  land 
On  Canaan's  peaceful  shore. 

4  There  love  shall  have  its  perfect  work, 

And  prayer  be  lost  in  praise; 
And  all  the  servants  of  our  God 
Their  endless  anthems  raise.   Hmry  Atford< 

863.  Rest  ail&  Joy  in  Heaven.     C.  M.  5  L 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wanderers  given; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast: 
'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 

When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 
To  brighter  prospects  given, 

And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

515 


HEAVEN. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

W.  B.  Tappa*. 

864.  ^  Home  above.  S.  M. 

I  HAVE  a  home  above, 
From  sin  and  sorrow  free; 
A  mansion,  which  eternal  love 
Designed  and  formed  for  me. 

Cho. — There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there; 

There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there; 
In  heaven  above,  where  all  is  love 
There  '11  be  no  sorrow  there. 

2  My  Father's  gracious  hand 

Has  built  this  sweet  abode; 
From  everlasting  it  was  planned,— 
My  dwelling-place  with  God. 

3  My  Saviour's  precious  blood 

Has  made  my  title  sure; 
He  passed  thro'  death's  dark  raging  flood, 
To  make  my  rest  secure. 

4  The  Comforter  has  come, 

The  earnest  has  been  given; 
He  leads  me  onward  to  the  home, 
Reserved  for  me  in  heaven.   Henry  Bennett. 

865.  No  Night  in  Heaven.  S.  M. 

THERE  is  no  night  in  heaven; 
In  that  blest  world  above 
Work  never  can  bring  weariness, 
For  work  itself  is  love. 

2  There  is  no  grief  in  heaven; 
For  life  is  one  glad  day, 
And  tears  are  of  those  former  things 
Which  all  have  passed  away. 


S  There  is  no  sin  in  heaven; 
Behold  that  blessed  throng, 
All  holy  in  their  spotless  robes, 
All  holy  in  their  song. 

4  Ther  is  no  death  in  heaven; 
For  they  who  gain  that  shore 
Have  won  their  immortality, 
And  they  can  die  no  more. 

F.  M.  Knollis 


866.     The  Armies  of  the  living  God.  7, 6,  8, 6. 

TEN  thousand  times  ten  thousand, 
In  sparkling  raiment  bright, 
The  armies  of  the  ransomed  saints 

Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light: 
'Tis  finished,  all  is  finished, 

Their  fight  with  death  and  sin; 
Fling  open  wide  the  golden  gates, 
And  let  the  victors  in. 

2  What  rush  of  hallelujahs 

Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky! 
What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 

Bespeaks  the  triumph  nigh! 
O  day  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made! 
O  joy,  for  all  its  former  woes 

A  thousand  fold  repaid! 

3  O  then  what  raptured  greetings 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore, 
What  knitting  severed  friendships  up, 

Where  partings  are  no  more! 
Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle, 

That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late, 
Orphans  no  longer  fatherless, 

Nor  Widows  desolate.  Henry  Al/brd. 

517 


HE  A  VEX. 

867.  A  Stranger  here.  6, 4. 

I'M  but  a  stranger  here— 
Heaven  is  my  home; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear — 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand- 
Heaven  is  my  fatherland; 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempests  rage  ? 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage — 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
And  time's  wild,  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last — 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
I  shall  be  glorified; 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  love  most  and  best, 
And  there  I,  too,  shall  rest; 

Heaven  is  my  home.       Thos.  R.  Taylor 

868.  The  Realms  of  the  Blessed.  4,  8 

WE  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest. 
That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair; 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there! 

2  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 
From  sorrow,  temptation  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within— 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there! 

518 


HEAVEN. 

3  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love, 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear, 
The  Church  of  the  first-horn  above- 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there! 

4  Do  thou,  Lord,  midst  pleasure  or  woe, 

For  heaven  my  spirit  prepare; 
And  shortly  1  also  shall  know, 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

Mrs.  Eliz.  Mills. 

869#        The  Christian's  sweet  Home.  11. 

'11/JTD    scenes    of   confusion    and  creature 
lVi  complaints, 

How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 

saints; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

Cho. — Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 

Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory, 
my  home. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 

peace! 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot 

cease, 
Though  oft'  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I 

roam, 
1  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory  at  home. 

3  1  long  from  this  body  of  clay  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with 

thee; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows  may 

foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at 

home. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  day; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Kejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

519 


HEATER. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  Ogive  me  thy  grace; 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy 

face; 
Indulge  me  with    patience  to  wait  at  thy 

throne, 
And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

6  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in   thy  beauties  to 

shine, 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine, 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 

D,  Denham 

870.  The  blood-washed  Host.  7,  D 

WHO  are  these  arrayed  in  white, 
Brighter  than  the  noon-day  sun? 
Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light; 
Nearest  the  eternal  throne  ? 
These  are  they  that  bore  the  cross, 

Nobly  for  their  Master  stood; 
Suff'rers  in  his  righteous  cause: 
Followers  of  the  Lamb  of  God. 

2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came: 

Washed  their  robes  by  faith  below, 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 

Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow; 
Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne, 

Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night: 
God  resides  among  his  own, 

God  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 

3  He  that  on  the  throne  doth  reign, 

Them  the  Lamb  shall  always  feed; 
With  the  tree  of  life  sustain; 

To  the  living  fountains  lead; 
He  shall  all  their  sorrows  chase, 

All  their  wants  at  once  remove; 
Wipe  the  tears  from  every  face; 

Fill  up  every  soul  with  love.         a  West*- 


HEAVEN. 

871.  The  Home  of  God' 8  Elect.  7,6, 

JERUSALEM  the  golden, 
With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed: 
I  know  not,  O  I  know  not 

What  social  joys  are  there; 
What  radiancy  of  glory, 
What  light  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng: 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene, 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  shout  of  them  that  feast; 
And  they  who,  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

4  O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country 

That  eager  hearts  expect! 
•Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

Bernard  of  Cluny.   Tr.  J.  M.  NeaU. 

872.  The  Rest  that  remaineth.  6.  D. 

THERE  is  a  blessed  home 
Beyond  this  land  of  woe, 
Where  trials  never  come, 
Nor  tears  of  sorrow  flow; 

521 


Where  faith  is  lost  in  sight, 
And  patient  hope  is  crowned, 

And  everlasting  light 
Its  glory  throws  around. 

2  There  is  a  land  of  peace, 

Good  angels  know  it  well; 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 

Within  its  portals  swell; 
Around  its  glorious  throne 

Ten  thousand  saints  adore 
Christ,  with  the  Father  One 

And  Spirit,  evermore. 

3  O  joy  all  joys  heyond, 

To  see  the  Lamb  who  died, 
And  count  each  sacred  wound 

In  hands,  and  feet,  and  side; 
To  give  to  him  the  praise 

Of  every  triumph  won, 
And  sing  through  endless  days 

The  great  things  he  hath  done. 

4  Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God, 

Nor  fear  to  tread  below 
The  path  your  Saviour  trod 

Of  daily  toil  and  woe; 
Wait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love, 
His  own  most  gracious  smile 

Shall  welcome  you  above. 

Henry  Williams  Baker. 

873 .  "0  Paradise. "  P.  M. 

OPAEADISE,  O  Paradise, 
Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest? 
Who  would  not  seek  the  happy  land 
Where  they  that  loved  are  blest? 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true 
Stand  ever  in  the  light. 
All  rapture  through  and  through, 
In  God's  most  holy  sight. 

.    522 


2  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

The  world  is  growing  old; 
Who  would  not  "be  at  rest  and  free 
Where  love  is  never  cold  ? 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true,  etc. 

3  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

I  greatly  long  to  see 
Ihe  special  place  my  dearest  Lord 
In  love  prepares  for  me; 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true,  etc.  . 

4  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise, 

O  keep  me  in  thy  love, 
And  guide  me  to  that  happy  land 
Of  perfect  rest  above; 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true, 
Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture  through  and  through, 
In  God's  most  holy  sight. 

F.  W.  Faber. 

S74.       1j¥ow  is  Salvation  nearer."  S.  M. 

ONE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er 
Nearer  my  home  am  I  to-day, 
Than  e'er  1  was  before. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  many  mansions  be; 
Nearer  the  throne  where  Jesus  reigns- 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  burdens  are  laid  down; 
Nearer  leaving  my  heavy  cross, 
Wearing  my  starry  crown. 

4  Nearer  that  hidden  stream 

Winding  through  shades  of  night, 
Rolling  its  cold,  dark  waves  between 
Me  and  the  world  of  light. 

523 


0' 


HEAVEN. 

5  Jesus!  to  thee  I  cling, 

Strengthen  my  arm  of  faith; 
Stay  near  me  while  my  way-worn  feet 
Press  through  the  stream  of  death. 

Phoebe  Cary. 

875.  Nearer  Rome.  P.  ¥ 

'ER  the  hills  the  sun  is  setting, 

And  the  eve  is  drawing  on, 

Slowly  drops  the  gentle  twilight, 

For  another  day  is  gone; 
Gone  for  aye  its  race  is  over, 

Soon  the  darker  shades  will  come, 
Still  'tis  sweet  to  know  at  even, 

We  are  one  day  nearer  home. 

Cho. — Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 
Nearer  our  eternal  home, 
Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 
We  are  one  day  nearer  home. 

2  "  One  day  nearer,"  sings  the  marinei 

As  he  glides  the  waters  o'er, 
While  the  light  is  softly  dying, 

On  his  distant,  native  shore; 
Thus  the  Christian  on  life's  ocean, 

As  his  light  boat  cuts  the  foam, 
In  the  evening  cries  with  rapture, 

I  am  one  day  nearer  home. 

3  Worn  and  weary,  oft  the  pilgrim, 

Hails  the  setting  of  the  sun, 
For  his  goal  is  one  day  nearer, 

And  his  journey  nearly  done; 
Thus  we  feel  when  o'er  life's  desert, 

Heart  and  sandal-sore  we  roam; 
As  the  twilight  gathers  o'er  us, 
We  are  one  day  nearer  home. 

4  Nearer  home!  yes,  one  day  nearer, 

To  our  Father's  house  oil  high— 
To  the  green  fields  and  the  fountains 
Of  the  land  beyond  the  sky; 

524 


DOXOLOGIES. 

For  the  heavens  grow  brighter  o'er  us, 
And  the  lamps  hang  in  the  dome, 

And  our  tents  are  pitched  still  closer, 
For  we  're  one  day  nearer  home. 

W.  J.  Bostwick. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


L 


L.  M. 

IjRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

Thomas  Ken. 

2.  L- M- 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  .given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

S.  P-  M- 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 
Eternal  glory  be.  I.  Watts. 

4#  C.  M.  8  L 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  adored, 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word 

And  new-creating  breath; 
To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all-divine,— 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One,— 
Let  saints  and  angels  join.  /.  Watts. 

525 


DOXOLOGIES. 

5.  S.  M. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit,  too.  /.  Watt*. 

6.  S.  M. 

TO  God— the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,— One  in  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  forever  be.  J.  Wesley. 

7.  8,  7,  6. 

PKAISE  and  honor  to  the  Father, 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Son, 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Spirit, 

Ever  Three  and  ever  One, 
One  in  might,  and  one  in  glory, 
While  eternal  ages  rim. 

John  3Iason  Neafe. 

8.  8,  7,  4. 

GREAT  Jehovah!  we  adore  thee, 
God,  the  Father,  God,  the  Son, 
God,  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne; 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 

William  Qoode. 

9.  6, 4. 

TO  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
All  praise  be  given! 
Crown  him  in  every  song; 
To  him  your  hearts  belong: 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong, 
On  earth,  in  heaven!   Edivtn.  f.  Hatfield. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

10.  7,  6. 

TO  thee  be  praise  forever, 
Thou  glorious  King  of  kings! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 
Each  ransomed  spirit  sings: 
We  '11  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

Thomas  Haweis. 

11.  %  6  1. 

PRAISE  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,— all  below  the  sky! 
Praise  him,— all  ye  heavenly  host! 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost; 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last.  Anon. 

12.  10, 11. 

THY  glory,  O  Lord!  we  joyfully  sing; 
Thy  name  be  adored,  thou  merciful  King! 
We  bless  thee,  Jehovah!    the  great  One  in 

Three 
Who  wast,  and  who  art,  and  who  ever  shalt 
t>e.  E.  F.  H. 

13.  c.  P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 
And  in  the  Church  below; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 
From  whom  al  1  comforts  flow. 

14.  r. 

IING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost!    a  Wesley. 


S1 


H' 


DOXOLOGIES. 

15.  7. 

OLY  Father!  Holy  Son! 
Holy  Spirit!  Three  in  One! 
Praise  and  glory  he  to  thee, 
Now  and  through  eternity.  Anon. 

16.  Gloria  Patri. 

GLOKY  he  to  the  Father, 
And  to  the  Son,  and  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning, 
Is  now,  and  ever  shall  be, 
World  without  end.    Amen.    Amen. 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


Genesis. 

Ch.  Ver.             Hymn. 

Ch.  Ver.             Hymn. 

Ch.  Ver. 

Hymn. 

25  9                       209 

2  9                       607 

116 

51 

26  39-42     256,  429 

2  10                      46 

2  3 

605 

3  1              176,  177 

27 

2 

Numbers. 

3  18           523,  827 

3  15 

95 

10  29                  617 

7  12                   426 

3  19 

817 

14 18                    59 

5  24 

423,  582 

21  8-9                 186 

2  Samuel,. 

63 

218 

23  10           798,  814 

12  23                   808 

8  11 

2S0 

23  19                     57 

15 15                   647 

8  22 

773 

24 17                     92 

22  2-3          493,  604 

17  7 

743 

22  4                      18 

19  17 

236 

Deuteronomy. 

22  7                       88 

19  22 

243,252 

3  25           852,  853 

22  31                     34 

22  14 

63 

5  32                   403 

22  18 

93 

18 15                   109 

1  Kings. 

24  40 

451 

26  17           336,  439 

8  27           708,  712 

24  63 

461 

30  19                   237 

19  12                   166 

26  24 

514 

31  6                     399 

2  Kings. 

28  10-19 

423 

32  3             713,  775 

28  12 

395 

32  29           215,  243 

7  4                    233 

28  17 
3145 

8 
426 

32  31           309,  514 
32  49-52             852 

1  Chronicles. 

32  24-29 

397,  431 

33  25           514,  572 

28  9                     241 

35  15 

47  9 

423 
793,  893 

33  27                   607 

34  1                     852 

2  Chronicles. 
6  41                  642 

Exodus. 

Joshua. 

15  15                   439 

13  21 

81,  523 

18                     176 

Ezra. 

14  15 

577,  578 

18  3                     782 

15  2 

46,  506 

23  8                     631 

3  11               20,  59 

15  26 

74 

23  14-15               57 

8  22             46,  607 

16  23 

600 

24  15           439,  744 

1711 

395 

Nehemiah. 

19  5 

57 

Judges. 

4  6              544,  559 

20  11 

603,  605 

10  15           256,  259 

9  5-6       18,  21,  51 

25  17 

394,  516 

25  22 

394 

Ruth. 

Esther. 

29  38-13 

206 

1  16           311,  439 

4  16                 233 

33  22 

281 

1  20                   523 

34  7 

59 

2  12                   607 

Job. 

Leviticus. 

1  Samuel. 

2  10  69,  71,  75,  523 

3  10                   523 

19  2 

58 

1  12-13             540 

7  6            784,  793 

(529) 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


Clu  Ver. 

Hymn. 

Ch.  Yer. 

Hymn. 

Ch.  Ver. 

Hymn. 

7  16 

829 

35  IS 

33 

S7  3 

615 

14  1 

791 

37  5 

505 

87  4 

706 

14  4 

185 

39  4 

791,  795 

87  7 

445 

14  14  519, 

796,  808 

42  1-5  6£ 

,  75,  161 

89  15  193, 20< 

19  25  131, 

132,  817 

423, 

585,  608 

325 

-25  4 

185 

43  3 

445,  608 

90  1,2 

53,789 

292 

584 

44  1 

736 

91 

313 

29  3 

582 

45  3 

32,  109 

914 

282 

38  41 

66 

46  1  79,102,517,607 

916 

772 

404 

185 

48  1 

713 

91  11 

73 

48  2 

611 

95  6 

19,  21 

Psalms. 

48  14 

136 

100  1-4 

1,  2,  415 

12 

177,  182 

50  1 

6 

1012 

370 

16 

760 

50  14 

174 

102  13 

682 

24 

46 

51  2 

256 

103  1-2 

20 

26 

692 

515 

185 

103  8-12 

59 

2  8   93 

680,  702 

51  10 

370 

103  19 

33 

2  11 

35 

55  17 

433,  765 

104 

34 

2  12 

139 

57  1 

416 

104  1-4 

30 

33 

7 

57  8 

764 

105  6 

93 

35 

761,  763 

59  16-17 

761 

106  1 

324 

53 

7(50 

62  5 

379 

107  16 

83 

57 

19 

63  1  302, 

359,  4S7 

108  1 

450 

5  11 

34,435 

65  2 

171 

113  3 

6 

81 

51,  6S 

65  8 

763 

113  4 

18 

1017 

337 

65  11 

773,  776 

113  7 

56 

16  5 

72 

66  1 

1 

116  13 

312 

16  6 

20 

67  1 

699 

118  22 

609 

17  8 

769 

67  4 

24 

119 

176,  177 

17  15 

501 

69  13 

74 

119  54 

628 

18  35 

509 

719 

756,  75S 

119  94 

336,  467 

19  1 

51 

72  4    56,  83,  692 

119  105 

177,  180 

19  5 

642 

72  7 

1 

119  111 

176 

19  6 

680 

72  11 

6S0,  698 

1214 

410 

214 

761 

72  15 

411,  680 

124 

733 

22  1 

111 

73  24  136 

180,  511 

125  2 

613,  614 

23   76,78,4' 

73  26 

757,  815 

126  5.6 

550,  647 

754 

78  5-6 

733 

131  1 

280 

268 

612 

78  53 

767 

132  18 

93,  681 

27  1 

517 

811 

SO 

133  1  623,6-2 

27  9 

427 

841 

608,  612 

632 

27  14 

397 

84  2 

423,  608 

137  2 

418 

29  2 

633 

84  6 

503 

137  6 

612 

305 

483,  504 

84  7 

571 

139  1-6 

55 

82  1 

303 

84  11 

7 

139  23 

363,  625 

32  8 

136 

84  12 

435 

144  1 

670 

33  12 

773 

856 

344.  589 

144  12 

712 

Ml 

413 

86  1 

'  636 

145 

478 

(530) 


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INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


CU.  Ver. 

145  10 

146  7 
146  8 


Hymn.  CI: 
14 
411,  435 
56,  411 


Ver.  Hymn.  | Ch.  Ver. 

Isaiah.    •      52  7 


Hymn. 


Proverbs. 

3  5-6      69,  75,  78 

3  13  33 

4  18  642 
4  27  403,  564,  625 

6  23  176,  177,  182 

7  2  564 
8 17  672,  674,  754 


14  34 

iei 

18  24 

19  17 

22  11 

23  26 

23  32  722, 


734 

337 

132 

533 

382,  412 

276,  343 

723,  725 


1  18 

2  2-4 

3  10 
45 

6  1-7 
63 


225 

615,  680 

211 

615 

5,  9,  18 

5 


9  2-6   84,  92,  109, 

436 

9  7        25,  93,  147 

11  1-9         197,  680 

11  10  455 

12  1-3  193,333,399, 
456,  461 

12  2  18 

12  5-6     4,13,18,20, 

21,33,34 


27  1 


726 

229,243 

-9   71,  81,  501, 

523 


ECCLESIASTES. 


12  472 

5  1-2  429,608,612 
5  4-5  312 

8  8  228 

9  4,6,10  787 
111    544,550,697, 

719 
550 
651.  676, 


14  32 
21  11-12 
25  6 

25  7 

26  3 
26  12 
2816 
30  17 

21 
32  2 
32  20 


116 
12  1 

12  7 
12  14 


Song  of  Solo- 
mon. 

472 


13 
14 

17 
21 

4  16 

5  10 

6  10,  16 
8  6,  7 


437 
470 
750 
597 
447,  449 
100,  642 


615 
700 
249 
494 
352 
570 
609 
569 
403 
281,  282 
550 


52  7-10 

52  11 

53  6 
55  1 
55  3 
55  4 
55  6 
55  17 
57  15 
57  20 

59  16 

60  I-: 
6110 
62  3 
62  6 

62  10 

63  5 

63  11 

64  2 
1 

66  2 


17  310,  610,  835 
849 
25,  441,  461 
30 


35  10 
40  9 
40  11 
40  31 
42  3 

42  16 

43  1-2 

44  1 

44  22 

45  19 
45  22 
45  23 
4915 
4916 
50  10 
519 
5114 


651,  676 

35 
135 
411 
519 

93 
232 
429 
391 

93 

232,  614 

612 

69 
681 


271,  887'52  1-2 


595 


569,  643 
595 
464 

194,  224 

109,  247,  248 

567 

241,  277 

433,  765 

6 

231 

207 

429,  595 
301 
93 
640 
569 
200 
592 
376 
711 
370 


Jeremiah. 

2  2  471 

3  4  241 
22  232,  583,  588 

781 


5  24 

6  16 
8  22 

313 
32  39 
50  4-5 
5115 


237 
121 
399 
627 
291,  345 
51 


(581 


Lamentations. 
1  12  111,  121 

3  19  93 

3  24  338 

EZEKIEL. 
3  17  640 

11  19  164,  188 

21  27  681  686 

33  7  643 

33  11  209,  247,  248, 
250,  780 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


Oh.  Ver.              Hymn. 

Cli.  Ver.               Hymn. 

Cli.  Ver. 

Hj:nn. 

36  25-27      164, 

188 

4  12              69,"  692 

4  16 

689 

37  1-10       187, 

189, 

6  9                      661 

54 

429 

200,201,683,69 

7  7                      282 

55 

220 

7  19                    329 

5  6     359 

442,  -487 

Daniel. 

5  7 

101 

2  44    32,  610, 

680, 

Nahum. 

58 

370,  382 

686 

698 

17             281,  607 

5  10-12 

103 

3  17           494 

614 

1  15           643,  693 

5  13-16 

321 

5  25-28 

7  9        32,  34, 

838 
837 

Habakkuk. 

66 

6  9       72 

397 
317,  408 

7  27 

680 

1  13                     58 

6  10  483 

524,  6S0 

9  24           189 

363 

2  1                     379 

6  11 

80 

9  26 

117 

2  20                     36 

6  12 

256,  259 

12  2    801,  817, 

819, 

3  2             589,  597 

6  13 

363 

838 

861 

3  17-18             515 

6  21 

847 

12  3    243,  559 

701 

Haggai. 

6  26 

80 

861 

870 

7  7     417 

,  429.  431 

2  7                       82 

7  11 

171 

HOSEA. 

7  12 

623 

6  3               27 

317 

Zechariah. 

7  24 

611 

66 

206 

15                    794 

82 

272 

114 

439 

4  6                     155 

8  11 

634 

118             248 

289 

4  7                     207 

9  37-38 

645,  684 

13  14 

142 

8  21               20,  21 

10  31 

77 

141 

263 

9  12   189,  211,  607 

10  32 

451 

14  3 

435 

12  10                   837 

10  38 

349 

13  1     189,  192,  251 

10  40-42 

617 

Joel. 

14  7                     503 

115 

411 

21 

247 

14  9               47,  771 

1112 

573 

2  17 

750 

Malachi. 

11  28-30 

201,  237, 

2  28-29 

171 

240,244,246, 

318  224,  251 

600 

1  11                   6S1 

452,  484 

3  1                     383 

12  20 

135 

Amos. 

3  2                     837 

12  36 

839 

412 

840 

3  7                     232 

13  8 

17 

54 

247 

3  10           597,  695 

13  16 

643 

5  21 

206 

3  16           623,  632 

13  23 

37 

6  1 

582 

3  17                   622 

14  14 

383 

9  2,  3 

48 

4  2     283,  445,  515 

14  23 

14  25-32 

416,  545 

88,  2S2 

Obadiah 

Matthew. 

15  25 

284 

21 

680 

1  21    94,  411,  453, 

16  18  609, 

610,  611, 

463 

615,  622 

Jonah. 

1  23                   108 

16  26 

237 

1  2 

48 

2  2                       92 

17  2 

104 

39 

217 

2  9-10           88,  92 

17  4-8 

442 

3  7                     190 

17  20 

305,  494 

MlCAH. 

4  1             135,  545 

18  11 

187 

48 

698 

4  4                       81 

18  12 

213 

(532) 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


Ch.  V-«r. 

Hymn. 

Ch.  Ve! 

Hymn. 

Ch.  Ver. 

Hymn. 

18  20  • 

23,  406 

2  13- 

14 

86,  665 

4  14 

251,  442 

19  14  651 

676,  753 

4  18-19 

209,  411 

4  35 

552 

20  4 

544,  559 

5  12 

272 

4  37 

550,  553 

21  15 

83,  671 

6  21 

483 

5  39 

176,  182 

21  16 

670,  680 

9  23  349, 

490,  546, 

6  20 

512,  514 

21  42 

601,  609 

548 

6  34 

81 

224 

227,  239 

10  36 

537 

6  48 

81,442 

24  12 

156 

10  39-40 

387,  416 

6  63 

156 

24  13 

513 

10  42 

215 

6  68 

278 

24  30 

841 

11  1 

404 

7  37 

251,  452 

24  42 

644 

11  13 

171 

8  12 

442,  452 

25  6 

837 

11  22 

189,  391 

94 

505 

544,  599 

25  34 

25 

12  32 

76, 

514,  580, 

9  25 

320,  456 

25  40 

534,  540 

615 

10  11- 

16 

76,  691, 

25  41 

838 

13  24 

216,  236 

754 

26  11 

536 

14  17 

227 

1125 

826 

26  20 

668 

15  11-24 

221,  232, 

1135 

107 

26  36-46 

.124,  393, 

349,255,273, 

13  1 

626 

548,  566 

454 

13  9 

371 

27  29  119 

,  125,  134 

174 

101,  103 

13  34 

626,  632 

27  36 

319 

17  5 

391,  861 

14  2 

84(5 

863,  864 

27  45 

110 

181 

393,  571 

14  3 

24 

820,  S67 

27  51 

111,  127 

18  13 

256,  259 

14  6 

97 

347,  441 

27  66 

142 

19  42 

216 

,  243,  252 

1416 

161 

166,  170 

28  1-8  140 

,  141, 142 

22  19-20 

661,  662, 

516 

28  19 

653 

664 

14  19 

131 

28  20 

520 

22  42 

824 

14  27 

313,  315 

22  44  112, 

133,  246, 

15  5 

392 

Mark. 

664 

16  7-14 

170,  188 

2  17 

186,  246 

22  61 

452 

17  9 

S40, 

343,  388 

4  28 

550 

23  28 

133 

17  21- 

24 

631 

5  34 

588 

23  42 

192,  414 

18  37 

33 

7  37 

8  38 

504 

24  29 

45,  768 

19  2 

123 

440,  451 

24  32 

409 

19  30 

114,  127 

9  24 

189 

24  34 

138,  142 

19  34 

281 

10  14 

651 

24  36 

23 

20  22 

155 

169,  406 

10  21 

349,  582 

24  46 

133 

20  28 

332 

10  28-30 

394,  450 

2117 

282,  437 

13  31 

361 

John. 

13  37 

565,  566 

1  1 

183 

Acts. 

14  36 

523,  524 

14 

97 

1  11 

835 

15  30-35 

110,  123 

1  12 

217 

2  1-4  154,156,160, 

15  37 

127,  133 

1  14 

360 

165 

16  15 

643 

118 

301 

2  39 

648 

129 

85 

,  206,  255 

242 

6.29 

Luke. 

33 

188 

4  12 

212,  282 

117 

670 

3  16 

201 

9  11 

404 

2  10   82,  87,  88 

3  17 

197,  203 

9  18 

188 

(533) 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


Cta.  Ver. 
12  7 
14  22 
169     51 

16  31 

17  28 
20  35 
24  25 
26  18 


Hymn.:Ch.  Ver.  Hymn 

308113  11  418,  869,  874 
14  8  ; 

14  12  565 

14  17        698 

15  13      38,  40 


363,  870 
544,  555 


22 


Romans. 
14  32 

1  16   126,  440,  451 

1  17        482 

2  4         217 

3  25  127,  192,  281, 

287 

4  6         303 

4  20      57,  494 

5  1  189,  268,  315 
5  2  397 
5  3-4  509 
5  5  344,  426 
5  6  110,  123,  187 

189 


5  15 

5  20-21 

6  11 

6  22   . 


207 
207,  399 
119,  631 
545,  719 


8  1  304,  308,  309 

8  2        348 

8 14     164,  327 

8  15  72,  161,317, 

504 

8  16  159,  161,  323, 

329 

804 

405 

304,  308,  313 

69 

206 

393,  643 

462 

349,  355 

357,  370,  545 

626,  631 

12  15  357,370,541 

545 


8  18 
8  26 

8  31 

9  20 
10  4 
10  15 
10  20 
12  1 
12  2 
12  5 


1  Corinthians. 


1  22-24 

202 

2  2     121 

367 

359 

2  10 

332 

37 

17 

3  11 

309 

,  315 

3  16 

314 

3  22-23 

457 

57 

125 

6  20  119, 

336, 

339, 

9  26 
10  4 
1133 
12  3 

12  27 

13  1 
13  12 
13  13 
15  10 
15  20 


346 

547,  56S 

281,  442 

664 

332 

631 

539 

71 

448 

320,  321 

149 


15  25   139,  680,  686 
15  42  803,  817 

15  15  140,  809 

15  58  559,  719 

16  13  563,  572,  574 

576 

2  Corinthians. 
1  4  509,  528 
1  22  161,  166,  168 

3  6  156 
3  18                   383 

826 

45,  438,  494 

788 

860,  863 

482,  503 

813,  820,  860 

840,844 

637 


4  14 
417 

4  18 
51 
57 
58 

5  10 
5  11 
5  14 


Ch.  Ver. 

Hjma. 

5  17 

381,450 

62 

236,  261 

7  1     370 

443,582 

7  5 

718 

7  10 

259 

89 

456 

96 

533 

9  15 

411,  478 

10  5 

434 

12  10 

349 

13  11 

170,  627 

13  14 

28,39 

Galatians. 

618 

320,  387 

626,  631 

323,  327,  439 

582,  587 

543 

304,  562,  574 

305,  412 


29 

2  20 

3  28 
46 

4  15 

4  18 

5  1 
56 

5  22  397 

6  2  625,  632 
6  9    550,  559,  647, 

719 

6  14  126,  119,  120, 

202 

Ephesians. 
13  398 

1  6  207,  326 

1  7-8  110,119,192, 
206 
1  13-14    161,  164, 
168 

1  20-21      93,  134, 

145,  160 

2  1  190 
2  5-8  207,305,311, 

456 

2  20  609,  616 

3  8  95 
3 15  626,  630 
3  17  45,  381 
3  18-19     199,  357, 

367  471,399, 
387 


(534) 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


eh.  Ver. 
4  3  632 

4  8  144,  149 

5  8     321,  330,  482 
5  14  151 

5  27  622 

6  10-17    489,  561 

562,568,570 
574 

Philippians 

1  6      207,  456 

1  21  469,  501,  813, 

829 

1  23        S50 

2  5  103,  361,  570 


27 
29 
2  10-11 

2  12-13 
37 

38 

3  14 


308 

12,  95 

93 

151 

119,  121 

437,  473 

367,  513 

3  21  801,  809,  817 

4  4  24,211,465 
4  6  422,  433 
4  7  313,  315 
4  11-12  500,  509 

514 
4  13     379,  38 

COLOSSIANS. 

1  12       2,  398,  600 

1  14  192,  206 

2  3    109,  3S7,  436, 

453 
2  6-7  582,  631 
2  10  304 

2  14-15      133, 141 

3  1-3  24,  140,  357, 

461,  631 

3  11    94,  365,  419, 

449,  466,  474 

3  12-14    539,621, 

623,  632 

1  Thessalon- 

IANS. 

2  12  443 


Hymn.  |  Ch.  Ver. 
501,  514 


Hymu.  Ch.  Ver. 
3  3 

3  13  644,  834,  835, 
837 

4  3  131 

4  13-18  640,  797, 
806,  814,820, 
837,  840,  844 

5  5-8  547,  563,  566 
5 16  24 
5  17  571 
5  23-24      57,  242, 

362,383,385, 
631,  644 


2  Thessalon- 

IANS. 

1  7-10      832,  837, 

838,  844 

3  1     688,  690,  703 

3  13   550,  559.  647 

1  Timothy. 
1  6  370,  391 

1  15    187,  203,  462 

2  4  209 

2  5-6  12,  132,  135, 

301,  323 

3  16  308 

4  16  640 
'6  6-10  81,  523 
6  11-12     451,  562 

563,  566,  572 
574,  577 

2  Timothy. 

1  12  304,  315,  309, 

451 

2  12   134,  440,  513 


Hyinn. 
2  13  700 

2  14    96,  110,  123, 

187 

3  2  101,  103 
3  5    151,  188,  206, 

207 


Hebrews. 


1  3 

114 

29 


2  17 

2  18 

3  15 

4  9     59! 
4  12 

4  13 
4  14-15 


2  15 

2  19 

3  12 
3  15-17 


640 

510,  514 

563 

176,  179, 

182,  17' 

4  6-8  445,  562,  563 

•     782,  818 

Titus. 
2  11-12  87,370,443 
(535) 


147 

73,  554,  767 

93,  100,  134 

2  10   123,  125,  562 

580 

135 

545 

236,  252 

852,  863 

181,  183 

48 

109,  132, 

135 

4  16  394,  395,  417, 

431 

5  7     112,  124,  135 

6  18  282 

6  19   309,  324,  360 

7  24-25  12,132,323 
9  27  816,  817 

10  4  185,  206 

10  20-22   114,417 

11  1    268,274,482 
11  8-10   482,  489, 

867 
1113      81,782 

11  16  310,  853,  856 

12  1         547 
12  2  124, 134,  262, 

391,  441,  490 

12  5-11  69,  72.  75, 

126,  507 

12  24  272,  301,  371 

13  5   56,  309,  509, 

514 
13  13  349,  451 
13  16  623 
13  17        640 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURE  TEXTS. 


Cli.  Ver.              Hymn. 

Cli.  Ver.              Hymn. 

Cli.  Ver.              Hymn. 

James. 

39 

57,  514    1  18                    133 

1  12                   563 
1  17               70,  74 
1  25                   316 

3  10  837,  841 ,  844, 

2  2                        48 

845 

2  4     471,  582,  584 

3  11- 

12      551,  840 

2  10  547,  562,  563, 

1  27                   623 

3  13 

835,  852 

804 

5  16                   395 
5  20  538,  544,  552 

John. 

2  28                    445 

3  20    217,300,434 

1  1 

331,  618 

4  11             93.  145 

1  Peter. 

13 

356,  631 

5  9-13  12,93,187, 

1  8      94,  367,  387, 

17 

192,  281,  330, 

415,  665 

442,  445,  449, 

378,  411 

6  17    832,842,845 

463 
1  15-16                58 

19 

211,  225,  287 

7  9-17  22,33,193, 

2  1 

132,  135,  139, 

751,804,865, 

1  18-19     119,  125, 
192,  206,  249, 

31 

265 

72,  317 

870 
11  15  680,681,682, 

281 
2  6-7   94,  436,  609 

33 

283,  310,  383. 

692 

391 

14  13  630,  798,  799, 

2  9                     456 

48 

60,63,202,624 

814 

2  21-23      101,103 
2  24             121,  122 

4  18 
4  19 

331,  323 
430,  462 

19  1                         5 
19  4                       93 

3  22    12,25,93,'l0~9, 

147 

4  14                    490 

4  18                    844 

5  4              461,562 
5  7     379,  403,  509 

54 

57 

489,  494 
32,  55 

19  6         46,  47,  866 
19  12-16       93,  109, 

5  10 

332 

125,  134,  145 

5  11 
5  14 

372 
417 

JUDE. 

51  4     856,  865,  873 
21  5                     383 
21  6             251,  383 
21  27                     75 

2  Peter. 

20 

625,  629 

22  5             852,  853 

1  4       58,  317,  514 

22  16                   445 

1  19  172, 190,  283, 

Revelation. 

22  17  234,  246,  251 

700 

1  5-6       4,  87,  168 

22  20                   700 

1  21           177,  179 

,  17 

837 

(536) 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


THE  FIGURES  REFER  TO  THE  HYMNS. 


Abba,  Father,  317,  323,  349, 

368,  460. 
Abide  with  me,  45. 
Accepted     time,     216,  236, 

243,  247,  248,  252. 
Access    to    God,    417,  423. 
Activity,  calls  to,  304,  41S, 
544,  552,  562,  574,  577, 
719. 
Adoption  :— 

Assurance  of,    72,  323, 

460. 
Joy  of,  46,  321,  327,  452, 
Afflictions :   — 

Blessings    of,    69,    490, 

508,  614. 
Comfort     in,    470,  505, 

693,  718,  824,  848. 
Courage  in,  76,349,  437, 
Prayer  during,  367, 393, 

470,  500. 
Refuge     in,    393,    394, 
452,  466,  495,  506,  514. 
Angels:  — 

At  Advent  of  Christ, 
86.  87,  91. 
At  Coronation  of   Christ, 

12,  93. 
At  Resurrection  of  Christ, 

133,  140,  141. 
At  Exaltation    of    Christ, 
145,  147. 
Joy  of,  85,  91,  273. 
Ministry  of,  767,  772. 
Song  of.  86,  87,  91. 
Apostle's  creed,  64. 
Ashamed  of  Jesus,  440,  451 . 
Assurance,   323,    331,    332, 
334,  456,  460,  467. 


537 


Atonement :—  96,  200,  227. 

Completed,     111,     114, 

117,  124,  127,  246,  249. 

Fullness  of,    111,  125. 

209,  251. 
Necessary,    117,     188, 

189,  206,  281. 
Sufficient,      125,     126, 
185,  206,  260,  282,  301, 
516. 
Universality    of,    114, 
209,  212,  301. 
Backsliding,   289,  582,585, 

588. 
Baptism  : — 

Adults,  653. 

Infants,   648,  651,  676, 

743,  750. 
Significance  of,  653. 
Battle  Hymn  of  the  Refor« 

mation,  580. 
Benediction,  Apostolic,  39. 
Bereavement,  824,  827. 
Calvarv,  115,  124,  251,  664. 
Charity,   533-537,  539-541. 
Children  and  Youth  : — 
Advised,  241. 
Hosauuas  of,  671,  674, 

679. 
In  heaven.  811,  827. 
Pietv  of.  752,  753. 
Praise  of,  674,  678. 
Prayer  lor,  676. 
Training  of,  670. 
Choosing  Christ,  439. 
Christ : — 

Abiding  with  believ- 
ers, 45,  89,  392,  447, 
514,  768. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Christ  -.—Continued. 


Christ : — Continued. 


Adoration  of.    109,  125, 

202,  415,  436,  461,  665, 

686,  837. 
Advent,     first,    82-87, 

91. 
Advent,    second,    832, 

835.  837,  842-841. 
Advocate,  139, 100,  323, 

461. 
Agony  of,  112,  125,  246, 

284,  664. 
All  in  all,  96,  107,  343, 

365,  462,  466. 
Ascension  of,  89,  144. 
Author  of    faith,   262, 

383. 
Blood  of,  185,  186,  192, 

291,  301,  309,  324,326, 

359. 
Bread  of    heaven,    81, 

442,  516,  664. 
Brother,    107,  403,  436, 

847. 
Captain    of    salvation, 

569,  571,  576,  580. 
Character  of,  101,  103, 

436. 
Compassion     of,     232, 

2S4,  383,  429. 
Condescension   of,   19, 

64,  92,  136,  277,  308. 
Confession  of,  336,  349, 

380,  451,  490,  548. 
Conformity  to,  101, 103, 

124,  201,  283,  370,  391, 

443,  545,  548,  631. 
Conqueror,     109,     114, 

133,  139,  142,  144,  146, 

276,  447,  686. 
Consoler,  107,  136,  429. 
Corner-stone,  609. 
Coronation  of,   12,  93, 

125,  134,  1^5,  147,  160. 
Counsellor,  84,  347. 
Creator,     ^2,    96,    110, 

149. 
Cross  of,   119,  123,  126, 
202,  490. 

538 


Crucifixion  of,  112,  119. 

123-127,  186,  192-206, 

251,  260,  287. 
Dav-star,  283. 
Delight  in,  98,  449,450, 

457. 
Deliverer,  88,411,466, 

514,  595,  804. 
Divinity  of,  12,  28,  119, 

159,  301,  391,  411,  837. 

Exaltation    of,    12,  47, 

95,  134,  139,  149,  160, 

436,  601. 
Exemplar,     101,      103, 

124,  201,  535,  545,  548. 
Faith  in,  122,  131,  185, 

283,  373,  471. 
Following,      349,     363, 

412,  441,  461,  546,  572, 

567,  808,  861. 
Fountain,  192,  224,  251, 

282,  371,  442,  776. 
Friend,    123,   136,   403, 

422,  440. 
Friend  of  sinners,  83, 

107,  123,  133. 
Fullness  of,  96,  464,  466. 
Glorv   of,'  82,  100,  145, 

283^  832. 
Glory  in  the  cross  of, 

119,  126,  357,  451. 
Grace  of,  83,   95,   107, 

135,  277,  282. 
Guide,  81, 136,  244,  347, 

363,  511,  528,  567. 
Hiding-place,   94,  282, 

466. 
High  -priest,   135,  209, 

234,  678. 
Humiliation  of,  92,  115, 

123,  125,  328. 
Immanuel,     127,     192, 

464,  469. 
Incarnate,   22.    32,    86, 

87,  91,  144,  149. 
Intercession    of,      125, 

131,  246,  272,  289,  301, 

323,  760. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Christ : —  Continued. 

Invitation  of,  201,  227, 

236,  23U,  240,  244,  200, 

278,  431,  441,  452. 
Joy    of    believers    in, 

134,  139,  192,  209,212, 

357,  417,  442,  445,  6G3. 
Judge,    465,    551,    816, 

838,  839,  841,  844,  845. 
King,   25,    33,    82,    92, 

134,  109,  139,  325,  411, 

415,  477,  529,  686. 
Ki'-g  of  glory,  89,  574, 

752. 
LainbofGod,  12,   111, 

117,  168,  192,  193,  255, 

299,  359,  360,  464. 
Leader.  461,  528,  567. 
Life,  94,  96, 131,  149,  276 

380. 
Light  of  the  world,  10, 

283,  442,  445,  447,  452, 

511. 
Love  of,  28,  96, 101,123, 

1S7,  367,  387,  399,  462, 
Love  to,   94,  2S2,  307, 

380,  415,  419,  437,  436, 

449-153. 
Loveliness,  89, 100,  43S, 

449,  472. 
Majesty  of,  93,  100,  837, 

845. 
Mediator,  47,  246,  289. 
Meekness  of,  103,  464, 

570. 
Mind  of,  361,  570,  572. 
Mission  of,  83,  692. 
Names  of,  91,  94,  109. 
Our  passover,  122,  125, 

140. 
Patience   of,   101,   135, 

843. 
Physician,  83,  102,  186. 
Power  of,  212,  262,  360, 

379,571,  815. 
Prayer  of,  112,  135,  248. 
Prayer  to— See  Prayer. 
Preciousness  of,  94, 168, 

367,  447,  472,  529,  869. 


Christ  -.—Continued. 

Presence  of,  23,  30,  102, 

104,  2S3,  337,  392,  406, 

442,  520. 
Priesthood  of,  91, 94. 98, 

109,  135,  209,  67S. 
Prince  of  glory,  119. 
Prince  of  life,  121,  813. 
Prince  of  peace,  83,  84, 

121,  352,  700,  835. 
Prophet,  91,  94,  401. 
Protector,  136,  325,  431. 
Redeemer,   64,   92,   98, 

123,  124,  131,  149,  240, 

276,  411,  471,  822. 
Refuge,  80, 189, 281, 2S2, 

466,  4S4,  495. 
Reigning.  82,  109,  133, 

134,  136,  160,  465,  601, 

6S6,  692. 
Resurrection     of,    133, 

133,  140-142,  146,  149, 

665,  806. 
Righteousness  of,  301, 

436. 
Rock,  281,  309,615,  765, 

833. 

Sacrifice,   96,   323,  324, 

664. 
Saviour,  25,  83,  87,  89, 
96,  111,  122,  145,  212, 

232,  240,  692. 
Shepherd,    76,    78,    94, 

470,  651,  676,  678. 
Son  of  God,  64,  103,  114, 

121,  149,  406,  700. 
Substitute,  29,  100,  110, 

111,  138,  301,  462,  464. 
Sufferings  of,  110,  111, 

115,  119.  123,  262. 
Sufficient,  96,  136,  185, 

5209,  276,  474. 
Sun  of  righteousness, 

283,  768. 
Surety,  323. 
Svrapathy  of,  100,  102, 

107,  135,  284,  422. 
Teacher,  201. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Christ : — Continued.  |Christians: — Continued. 

Triumph  of,   145,  284,  j         Warfare  of,    489,    56U 

Temptations    of,  115,  ' 
135,  284. 


832,  837 

Wav,   truth    and  life, 

97,  347,  403,  404,  441, 

670. 
Weeping  over  sinners, 

112,  284. 
Wisdom,  Our,  347. 
Works  of,  95,  124,  127, 

131,  142. 
Worshiped,  12,  23,  91. 
Christians  :— 

At  the  cross,  110,  319, 

343,  391. 
Christ  the  life  of,  131, 

328,  452,  462. 
Conquerors       through 

Christ,   331.  561,  567, 

569,  574,  576,  580. 
Courage    of,    547,   562, 

563,  572,  574. 
Dependence,   357,   392. 

4^3,  572. 
Duties  of,  443,  540,  544, 

551,  559,  563,  573,  625. 
Encouragements       of, 

418,  451,  456,  461,  470, 

504,  513.  562,  572,  574. 
Fellowship  of,  330,  548, 

617,  618,  623,  627,  629, 

632. 
Followers    of     Christ, 

349,  412,  546,  461,  808. 
Growth  of,  38,  450,  625. 
Jovof,  24,123,211,325, 

326,  331,  333,471,472, 

515,  615. 
Race  of,  482.  r»47,  562. 
Safety  of,  24,  m,  330, 

462. 
Submission  of,  349,  414. 

500,  523,  528. 
Trials     and    sufferings 

of,  4S2-530. 
Triumph    of.    483,  547, 

818,  866,  871. 


580,  818. 
Witness  for,  633,  637. 
Work  for,  357,  534,  537, 

540,  559,  645. 
Church  :— 

Afflicted,  589,  607. 
Beloved  bv    God,  595, 

609,  611,  613,  614,  615, 

693. 
Foundation  of,  609,  615. 
God  the    strength  of, 

580,  610,  613,  614. 
Immovable,    577,    610, 

611,  613. 
Joining  the,  617,  618. 
Triumph  of    the,   577, 

578,  610,  693. 
Churches  : — 

Dedication  of,  706,  710- 

712. 

Close  of  service,  10,  16,  26, 
27,  37,  38,  39,  40,  45, 
81,  519. 
Comfort  for  mourners,  394, 

483. 

Conference  hymns, 714-721. 
Confession  of  faith,  55,  64. 
Conscience,    161,    455,  564. 
Consecration :— 336-358. 
Entire,  379. 

Of  goods,  312,  533,  540. 
Of   self,   100,   271,   339, 

340,  439. 
Renewal   of,   345,    763, 

764. 
To  Christ  and  God,  110, 
276,  336,  337,  340,  358, 
359,  367,  380,  426,  431. 
To  the  ministry,  637, 
645. 

Contentment,  500. 
Conversion  : — Jovs  of,  307» 
439,  441,  47i. 


540 


INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 


Cross : — 

Bearing  the,   349, 

379,  438,  446,  490, 

548,  563. 

Glorying  in   the, 

126,  202,  357,  451, 

Lessons  of  the,  110, 

118,  119,  121,  126, 

Power  of  the,  115, 

202,  569. 
Salvation  through 
110,  118,  121,  124, 
249. 
Soldiers    of    the, 

569. 

Victory  of  the,  139 

Crowns    of  glorv,  412, 

514,  546,  804,  843, 

Day  of  grace,  216,  218, 

252. 
Death  :— 
Confidence  in,  76,  78 
81,  414,  456,  469, 
799,  808. 
Conquered,     144, 

805,  806,  808,  809, 
Fear  of,  overcome, 

799,  800,  806,  829. 
Nearness    of,   228, 

766,  790. 
Of  children,    811, 

828. 
Of  friends,  824. 
Of  pastor,  818. 
Of  saints,  798,  800, 

806,  814,  815,  822, 
830. 

Second,   228,   237, 

816. 
Universality    of, 

790,  816. 

Victory   over,  133, 

445,  806,  809,  815, 

Welcome,  818,  829. 

Depravitv,  185,  189. 

Devils,    7,   79,   95,  115, 

324,  566,  571. 
Entire  sanctification, 
390. 


i Eternity,  794,  816. 
358, !  Evening:— 


546, 

119, 
(537. 
115, 
202. 
118, 

the, 
126, 


417, 

Mill. 


284, 


Hymns,  768,  769. 
Meditation,  766,  767. 
Of  life,  757,  758. 
Prayer,  416,  768,  769. 
Expostulation,  246-250. 
Faith  :— 

Assurance    of,    44,   80, 

280,  366,  376,  380,  467, 

494. 
Confession  of,  64,  462. 
Fight  of,  572. 
In  Christ,  80,  131,  135, 

255,  305,  324,  391,  460, 

511,  756. 
Jov  of,  357,  442,  473. 
Justification    bv,    268, 

269,  272,  321. 
Power  of,  258,  282,  375, 

482,  800. 
Prayer  for,  375,  494. 
Prayer  of,  375,  417. 
Rest  of,  373. 
Salvation,  255,  324. 
Vision  of,  810,  416,  568, 

821,  833,  861. 
Walking  by,  417,  418, 

490. 
Work  of,  566. 
Family : — 

Happiness,  744,  746. 
Worship,  747,  759,  772. 
Gethsemane,  112, 124.  664. 
God:— 

Abode  of,  31, 
Absence     from, 

582. 
Access  to,   63,  411 
Adored,   6,   9,    14, 

508. 
Almighty,   2,  4,  13,  34, 

47,  57. 
All-seeing,  55,  410. 
Benevolence,     20,    34, 

68. 
Communion    with,  44, 

M{<,  898,  409,  419,  415, 

493,  760. 


411 


423. 
38, 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


God  : — Continued.  ;God  : — Continued. 

Compassion  of,  59,  221,1        Mercy   of,  6,  20,  56,63, 


227,  248,  256,  289. 
Condescension     of,     6, 

54. 
Creator,   2,   21,   22,  51, 

64,  65,  435. 
Eternal,  1,  9,  53,  57,  58, 

68. 
Faithful,   57,   211,  251, 

280,  451,  456. 
Father,   3,   22,   24,   72, 

232,  302,  460,  499. 
Forbearance     of,      54, 

289,  583. 
Friend,     34,    460,    499, 

693,  794. 
Glory   of,   4,  29,  34,  51. 
Goodness  of,  55,  56,  74, 

227  435,  776. 
Grace  of,  20,  22,  34,  59, 

207,  221,  292,  456. 
Guardian,     7,    34,    44, 

241,  733. 
Guide,   42,   78.  81,  499, 
■    511,  519,  528,  567. 
Helper,   44,  53,  79,  89, 

607. 

54,    58, 


314, 


Holiness    of 

89,  365,  760. 
Immutable,     63,     361 

515,  614. 
In     nature,   4,   24,   34 

51,  80,  174. 
In    dwelling    of 

330,  382. 
Infinite,   9,  34,  55 

402. 
Jehovah,  13,  21,81,428,  i 

614,  708. 
Justice  of,  68,  89. 
King,   7,   9,    21,  32,  34, 

47,  735. 
King  of   kings,   9,    73, 

740.  769. 
Love  of,   2,  20,  54,  55, 

59,     60-62,    171,    224. 

368,  732. 
Majesty  of,  2,  5,  6,  54. 

542 


70,  74,  221,  231,  421. 
Omnipotent.    4,  33,  47 

77,  410,  611.  734. 
Omnipresent,  8,  17,28, 

29,  36,  44,  55. 
Omniscient,  48,  55. 
Portion  of  his  people, 

338,  456. 
Prayer-hearing,  6,  171, 
394,  398,  404. 
Presence  of,  8,  29,  33, 

38,  78,  419,  513. 
Preserver,  51,  344. 
Promises    of,    80,    256, 

366,  375,  416,  456.. 
Protector,  241,456,611, 

613. 
Providence  of,  7,  24,  56, 

66,  80,  505. 
Reconciled,  323. 
Refuge,  231,  313,  607. 
Ruler,    9,   33,   47,   504, 

682. 
Rock.  506. 
Saviour,   81,    567,   586, 

595 
Shepherd,  76,  78,  678. 
Source  of  blessing,  56, 

426,  445,  773,  779. 
Supreme,  47,  77,  504. 
Trust  in,  70,  505,  517. 
Trust  of,  2,  505. 
Unsearchahle,  69. 
Watchful  care  of,  410. 
"Wisdom   of,   4,    54,  55, 

63,  69. 
Works    of,    4,   31.    51r 

435,  707,  709. 
Worshiped,  2,  9,  54. 
Gospel : — 

Armor,  494,  561,  572. 
Banner,  120. 
Blessings   of.    175,  226, 

227,  643,  719,  734. 
Excellence  of,  175,  201, 

207. 
Feast,  194,  227,  239. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Gospel : — Continued. 

Freeness  of,  194,  247. 
Fullness    oi,    194,  227, 

239. 
Invitations,    194,     216, 

221,  227,  239. 
Message,  216,  221,  247, 

429,  643. 
Power  of,  256,  589,  636, 

734. 
Reception  of,    35,    37, 

451. 
Spread  of,  175,  209,  643, 

682. 
Success  of,  32,  550,  708. 
Triumph  of,   680,  690, 

692. 
Grace : — 

Assisting,  336. 

Desire  for,  39,  305,  336, 

365. 
Free,  207,  209,  224,  250, 

251,  305,  328. 
Justifying,  198. 
Miracle  of,  519. 
Preserving,    418, 

570. 
Quickening,    325 

550. 
Redeeming,  312. 
Regenerating,  456. 
Restoring,  292,  325,  391, 
Sanctifying,    131,  305. 

548. 
Saving,   207,   212,    305. 

450,  456. 
Sovereign,  198,  683. 
Throne  of,  417. 
Gratitude,   22,  38,  100,  312 

359,  580,  734,  781. 
Guidance,    Divine,   76,  78 

81,  424.754. 
Guilt — See  Sinners. 
Hallelujah,    91,    140,    246 

428,  866. 
Happiness,    303,    439,  467 

744. 


515 


359, 


Harvest: — 

Spiritual,  647,  773,  777, 

779. 
Temporal,  773,     6,  777, 

780,  781. 
Heart  :— 

Change  of— See  Begen- 

eralion. 
Clean,  363,  370. 
Contrite,  370. 
Purity  of,  366,370,371, 

382. 
Heaven  : — 

Anticipated,  24,  25,  35, 

192,  349,  456,  578,  853. 
Bliss  of,  24,  54,  366,  600, 

804,  846-575. 
Christ  in,  461,  820,  847, 

870,  873. 
Friends    in,    630,    811, 

818,  855,  866. 
Holv,848,  849,  856,  865. 
Home  in,  461,489,578, 

813,  848,  863,  874. 
Longing    for,    38,   303, 

448,501,  782,   847-874. 
Nearness  to,   418,  423, 

557,  820,  877. 
Prospect  of,    467,  514, 

632,  847. 
Rest   in,   201,  342,  489, 

567,  605,  829,  863,  865. 
Songs  of,  25,  30,  98,  312, 

574,  870. 
Worship  of,  35. 
Hell:— 

Hosts  of,  571. 

Place  of   punishment, 

216,  228,  231,  256,  790, 

838. 
Salvation  from,  324. 
Holiness:  —  See      Christ, 

God,  Sanctification. 
Holy  Spirit  :— 
Baptism,  157. 
Comfort  of,   9,   32,  64, 

161,  166,  516,  669. 
Descent  of,  157.  165. 


543 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Holy  Spirit : — Continued. 
Divine, 64, 165,  248,  329. 
Earnest  of,  161,  168. 
Fruit  of,  155,  168,  169, 

314,  369,  381. 
Gifts  of,  79,  155. 
Grieved,  218. 
Guide,  155,  314. 
Illuminator,   157,    159, 

162,  164,  166,  169,  333. 
Indwelling,     157,    161, 

170,  314,  381,  460. 
Influences  of,  156,  157, 

160,  162. 
Inspirer,    155,  162,  166, 

329. 
Invitations,    218,    250, 

516,  571. 
Invoked,   37,   156,  157, 

162,  164,  166,  168,  169, 

170,  314,  333,  369,  381, 

582,  645. 
Mission  of,  160,  329. 
Power  of,  32,  156,  157, 

159,  164,  188,  292,  329. 
Refining,  157,  376. 
Regenerator,   160,   188, 

592. 
Revealer,  333. 
Sanctifier,  188,  376. 
Sealing,  161,  221. 
Striving,  218,  248. 
Teaching,  155,  157,  162, 

314,  333,  592. 
Witness    of,    159,    161, 

221,  272,  323,  329,333, 

381,  869. 
Work  of,  164,  166,  168, 

188,  329,  333,  369,  592. 
Worship  of,  163,  328. 
Hope : — 

Aspirations  of,  360,514. 
In  affliction,  514. 
In  darkness.  418. 
In  death,    797-799,  806, 

814,  829. 
In  God,  69,  418. 
Of    heaven,    310,    465, 

514,  567,  632,  788. 

544 


328, 


133, 


Hope  : — Continued. 

Prisoners  of,  211. 
Rejoicing  in,  211,  817. 
Hosannahs,    156,   601.   615, 

662,  671,  686. 
Humilitv,     255,    370,    379, 

382. 
Inirnortalitv,   14,   435,  817, 

820,  865. 
Intern  perance,Evils  of,  537, 

722,  725,  726. 
Inspiration— SeeBbly  Spir- 
it, Scriptures. 
Joy:— 

In  Christ,  6,  82, 

465. 
Of    the    believer, 

138,  328,  853. 
Over    sinners     saved, 
221. 
Jubilee  :— 

Children's,  671. 
Year  of,  209,  635,  836. 
Judgment : — 

Boldness  in,  301. 
General,  837,  840,  842, 

845. 
Security  in,  301,  833, 
844. 
Justification: — 
Blessedness 

326,  331,  460. 
By  faith,  309,  324,  326, 

455,  456,  460. 
Evidence  of,  331. 
Kingdom    of    Christ— See 

Christ,  Church. 
Leprosy,  Spiritual,  272. 
Life  :— 

Frail tv,    53,   750,    738, 

791,  795. 
Object  of,  380,  565. 
Shortness    of,    44,    59, 

551 ,  783,  796. 
Solemnity  of,  237,  566, 

795,  796,"  816. 
Uncertain,    551,      790, 
791,  794. 


of,     303, 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Longings  :— 

For  Christ,     344,    372, 

380,  630,  869,  873. 
For   heaven,   310,   415, 

818,  855,  873. 
For  holiness,  378,  869. 
For  the   Holy   Spirit, 
376. 
Lord's-day : — 

Blessings,  599,  605. 
Delight    in,    600,    601, 

603. 
Evening,  45.  . 
Morning,  599. 
Welcomed,     599,     601,  | 

603,  605. 
Worship,  7,  600,  605. 
Lord's  prayer,  407. 
Lord's  supper : — 

Institution  of,  662. 
Invitations     to,     663, 

665-667. 
Reception  of,  661-669. 
Significance    of,     661- 
667. 
Love : — 

For  Christ,    200,    380, 

388,  437,  448. 
For  God,  63,  374,  419. 
For  the  Church,   612, 

623,  624. 
Of  God,  54,  62,  63,  200. 
Perfect,  378,  388. 
Power  of,  374,  376,  387. 
Prayer  for,  347,  570. 
Love-feast  hymns,  516, 633, 

634. 
Loving-kindness,  418,  465, 

472. 
Lukewarmness,  156,  551. 
Marriage  hymns,  745-747. 
Meditation,  Evening,  416, 

766,  767. 
Mercy  :— 

Free,  224,  231,  250. 
Sought,   283,  289,   292, 

588. 
Triumphs  of,  681. 
Mercy-seat,  301,  394. 

(35)  545 


Millennium,  688,  690,  698. 
Ministry : — 

Call  to,  637,  645,  646. 

Commission    of,     635, 

639,  640. 
Consecration    to    the, 

637,  645. 
Fidelity   of    the,    636, 

637,  640. 
Labors  of  the,  247,  636, 

641,  643. 
Meetings  of,  638. 
Prayer  for  the,  37,  636, 

640,  642,  645. 
Pteward    of    the,     636, 

641,  644,  646,  647. 
Missions : — 

Extension  of,  680-686, 

688,  690,  700. 
Praver    for,    681,   686, 

69*0,  698.  699,  702. 
Success    of,     680. 

688,  690,  694,  700,  702, 


Work  of,  683,  686,  688, 
695-698,  701,  703. 
Morning: — 

Hymn,  764. 

Praver,  759,  760. 

Star,  440. 
National  hymns  730-741. 
Nature : — 

Beauties  of,  472. 

God  seen  in,  55. 
New  Year,  53,  775,782,  784. 
New  Year's  eve,  786. 
Old  age,  756-758. 
Only  plea,  255. 
Out  of  the  depths,  280. 
Panoply,  561,  572. 
Paradise,  372,  633,  849,  873. 
Pardon  : — 

Found,    198,   212,   307, 
312,  340,  455,  471. 

Joy  of,  307,  441,  471. 

Offered,  232. 

Sought,   185,   189,  452, 


IXDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Patience,   69,  101,  352,  548, : Praise  -.—Continued 


823, 
Peace : — 

Christian,   G6,  433,  607. 
For  the  troubled,   244. 
National,  732,  736. 
Penitence:— 232,  289. 

See  also — Repentance. 
Pentecost,  163,  165,  314. 
Perfect  love,   360,  373,  375, 

570,  661. 
Pilgrim  : — 
Aged,  756. 
Exhorted,  578. 
Guide  of.  81,  244,  431. 
Home,  862. 
Journev  of,    190,   431, 

461,  503,  578,  800. 
Praver  of,  81,  548. 
Song  of,  461,  782. 
Spirit  of,  487,  503,  756, 
847. 
Pity  :-  . 

Sought.  536,  722,  723. 
For  the  poor,  533,  5:55, 
536. 
Praise : — 

Calls  to,   4,    16,  24,  51;, 
187,  211,  312,  415,  633, 


For  creation,  14,  22. 
For  deliverance,  74,  88, 

718. 
For  divine  grace,  198. 
For  pardon,  198,  441. 
For  redemption,    1,  18, 

187,  202,  209,  212,  428. 
To  Christ  Jesus,  12,  25, , 

30,  93,  149,  192,  202, 1 
325,  411,  436,  449,  487, 
633. 

To  God,  8,  14,  18,  19, 
21,  31,  33,  74,  86,  198, 
411,  426,487,  761,  764. 

To  the  Creator,  1,  2,  4, 

31,  435. 

To   the  Father,   5,  22, 

32,  805. 

546 


343, 


255, 


To  the  Holy  Spirit,  5, 

32  605. 
To  the  Trinity,  5,  64, 

155,  499,  605. 
Prayer  : — 

Blessings  of,  395,  <*22. 
Delight    in,    398,    416, 

433,  765. 
Design  of,  393. 
Encouragement  to,  398. 

422,  431,  433. 
Evening,   416,  768-, 
For    acceptance, 

391. 
For  comfort,  391. 
For    deliverance, 

282. 
For  entire    sanctifica- 

tion,    131,    159.     344, 

347,  370,  376,  379,  381, 

382,383,417,  564. 
For       extension       of 

Christ's  kingdom,  31, 

699. 
For  faith,  118. 
For  guidance,   70,    81, 

391,  523,  564,  760. 
For  help,  284,  363,  533. 
For  mercy,  262,  429. 
For    national  pardon, 

735. 
For     national     peace, 

732,  736. 
For   pardon,    185,   256, 

299,  769. 
For     protection,     339, 

391,  612,  766. 
Importunitv    in,     262. 

395. 
Morning,  759,  760,  765. 
Nature  of,  404,  405,  765. 
Power  of,  393,  395,  405, 

409,  410,  561. 
To  Christ,  44,  89,  122, 

240,  262.  276,  277,  392, 


To  God,  19,38,  237,262, 
292,  429,  444. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Prayer  : — Continued.  [Saints: — 

To    the    Holy    Spirit,  Confidence  of,   79,  131 

155-157,  161,  162,  168- 


170. 

Unceasing,  571,  765. 
Probation,  229,  236,  845. 
Procrastination,    217,   218, 

243. 
Prodigal's  welcome,  273. 
Prophecy,  85,  114,  685. 
Providence  :  —  56,     66-81, 
736,  739. 
Merciful,  56,  76,  776. 
Mysterious,  69,  74,  504. 
Punishment  —  See    Judg- 
ment and  Retribution. 
Redemption : — 

Complete,  111,  209. 
Free,  209. 
Full,  159,  209,  329. 
Universal,  198,  209. 
Wonders  of,  198. 
Regeneration : — 

Need  of,  151,  156,  188. 
Prayer  for,  272. 
Witness  of,  161,  323. 
Wrought   by  the  Holy 
Spirit,  323,  369,  782. 
Renewed  consecration,  648, 

763,  764. 
Renouncing  all  for  Christ, 

337,  349,  412,  582. 
Repentance,  256,  273,  455. 
Resignation,   70,   437,    523, 

524,  756,  824. 
Rest    for  the  weary,  431, 

489. 
Resurrection : — 

Of  believers,   767,   797, 
803,  806,  808,  809,  814, 
817. 
Of  Christ,  133,  138,  146, 

149,  806. 
Of  the  dead.  808,  816. 
River  of  life,  615,  690. 
Rock  of  ages,  281,  309,  615, 

765,  833. 
Sabbath — See  Lord's-day. 


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376,  418,  469,  513,  563, 

613. 
Communion  of,  39,  394, 

612,  618,  62::,  627.  629, 

632. 
Encouraged,  66, 69,  418, 

503,  509. 
Happiness  of,   24,   21 1> 

303.  313,  331,  359,  415. 

435,  467,  471,  844. 
In  heaven,  861,  870. 
Rejoicing,  134,  211,  412, 

628. 
Security    of,    73,    330, 

331,  613. 
Suffering  with  Christ, 

134,  280,  369,  403. 
Trust  of,   70,   75,    418, 

490. 
Union  to  Christ,   101, 

131,  309,  331,  352,  372, 

380,  469,  473,  627,  628. 
Union  with  each  other, 

331,  623,  627  629,  632, 

869. 
Victorious,     573,    580, 

870. 
Salvation : — 

Bv  grace,  305. 

Free,  117,  193,  224,  227, 

429. 
Full,  117,  193,  224,  227, 

429. 
Sought,    168,  262,  276- 

278,  340. 
Through    Christ,    117, 

123,  125,  193,  324. 
Sanctification,  Entire,  359- 

390. 
Sanctuary  : — 

Corner-stone,  708. 
Dedication  of,  704,  706, 

709,  713. 
Joy  in,  1,  7,  415,  603. 
Love  for,  7,  600,  760. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Satan : — 

Adversary,  15,  79,  5G8, 

573,  577,  580. 
Tempter,  284,  3G0,  379, 

494. 
Scriptures,  Holy : — 

Inspired,  173,  176,  177. 
Joy  in  the,  174,  176. 
Power  of  the,  16,  174, 

176,  177. 
Searching  the,  176, 180. 
Spread  of  the,  16, 173, 

175. 
Seasons,  153,  773,  774-781. 
Self:— 

Deception,  583. 
Dedication,  35,  340. 
Denial,   119,    490,    548, 

551,  563. 
Seraphs,  87,  127,  226,  328. 
Sickness— See  Afflictions. 
Sin:— 

Bondage  of,    164,     188, 

189,  217. 
Salvation     from,    361, 

387 
Work  of,  228. 
Sinners  :— 

Convicted,  185, 188, 190, 

244,  256,  273,  455. 
Contrite,  273,  280. 
Confessing,     185,     255, 

256,  272,  280,  307. 
Depravity,      185,     188, 

189. 
Exhorted,  200,218,224, 

231,  241,  243,  247-250. 
Invited,  189,  194,  216, 

221,  224,  239,  24d,  251. 
Lost  condition  of,  186, 

187,  188,  190,  218,  272, 

277. 
Refuge  in  Christ,    94, 

122,  1S9,  192,  200,  276, 

281,584,  309,  324. 
Seeking    pardon.    188, 

189,  272,  273,  277,  280, 

307. 


Sinners : — Continued. 

Slavery    of,     189,    20&, 
277,  278,  328,  441,  722. 
725. 
Surrender  of,  217,  255, 

271,  276,  439. 
Warned,  216,  218,  228, 
231,  236-239,  243,  250. 
Sleep,  766-769. 
Soldiers,      Christian,    572, 

574,  576,  577,  580. 
Song :— 

New,  12,  25,  665,  870. 
Sowing  and  reaping,  16,  3?t 

520,  550,  647,  776. 
Star  :— 

In  the  east,  92,  700. 

Of  Bethlehem,  88. 

Starry  heavens,  51, 173,  628. 

Storms,  282,   520,  6S9,   796, 

798,  829. 
Sufferings    and    death    of 

Christ,  110-130. 
Sunday  Schools,  .670-679. 
Temptation : — 

Of  Christ,  115,  135,  284. 
Of  Christians,  247,  407, 

517,  519. 
Praver  under,  407. 
Thanksgiving,   33,   40,   55, 

779,  781. 
Thy  will  be  done,  407,  524, 

548,  824. 
Time  and  eternity,  773-875. 
Transfiguration  bf  Christ, 

104. 
Trials,  107,  422,  523,  524. 
Trinity  :— 

Adoration  of,  5,  55. 
Praise  to  the,    32,  55, 

64,  605. 
Worship  of  the,  5,  9. 
Trust  :— 

In  Christ,  96,  135,  281, 
325,  347,  451,  469,  501, 
529. 
In  God,  7,  69,  77,  78, 
80,  189,  211,503,517, 
528,  580. 


548 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Trust : — Continued. 

In  providence,  G6,  80, 
363,  483,  499,  504,  505, 
511,  528,  5S0. 

Trumpet: — 

Gospel,  194,  209,  605. 
Judgment,     816,     832, 

833,  842,  844,  845. 
Unbelief,  69,  189.373. 
Unseen  but  loved,  428. 
Vanity  of  earth,  237,  473, 

474,  783, 
Vows  to  God,  19,  312,  336, 

439,  764, 
Walking  with  God,  330. 
Wanderer : — 

Invited,  230-232. 
Restored,  232. 
Watchfulness,      565,      566, 

572.  816. 
Watching     and     praying, 

379,  551,  565,  566,  765, 

841. 
Watchmen,  640,  643,  700. 
Watch-night,  345,  786. 
Witness  your  own  spirits, 

331. 
Witness  of  the  Holy  Spirit, 

161,  323. 
Witnesses,  Clouds  of,  547. 
Working  and  giving,  533. 


World  :— 

Delusive,  357,  783. 
Enmity  of,  494. 
Renounced,  357,  478. 
Unsatisfying,  237. 
Worship  : — 

Calls  to,  1,  2,  6,  8,  12, 

18,  21,  25,  31,  415. 
Close  of,  37,  39,  40,  45. 
Family— See      Family 

Worsh  to. 
Joy  in,  7,  24,  411,  415, 

601. 
Morning  and  Evening, 
759-772. 
Year : — 

New,  775,  782,  784. 
Close  of,  785,  786. 
Zeal:— 

Enjoined,  544. 
Implored,  570. 
Zion  : — 

Beloved,  612. 

City  of  God,  461,  578, 

615. 
Favored,   595,  612-614, 

643,  693. 
Prayer  for,  589,  S12. 
Rejoicing,  7. 
Restored,  693. 
Security  of,  601,  613- 

615. 
Songs  of,  871. 


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INDEX 

OF 

FIRST     LINES    OF    HYMNS. 


A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King ...I.  Watts  261 

A  charge  to  keep  1  have C.   Wesley  565 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll H.  Bonar  796 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God M.  Luther  79 

Abide  with  me !  Fast  falls  the  eventide,  H.  F.  Lyte  44 

According  to  thy  gracious  word J.  Montgomery  664 

Ah!  whither  should  I  go C.  Wesley  278 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed /.   Watts  110 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name E.  Perronet  93 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord C.    Wesley  629 

All  praise  to  the  Lamb !  accepted  I  am..  C.  Wesley  326 

All  praise  to  thee  eternal  Lord M.  Luther  90 

All  that  I  was,  my  sin  and  guilt H.  Bonar  311 

All  things  are  ready,  come A.  Midlam  239 

Almighty  God,  do  thou  behold A.  W.  Ortvig  715 

Almighty  God,  thy  word  is  cast .....J.  Caicood  16 

Always  with  us,  always  with  us E.  II.  Nevin  520 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross /.  Watts  563 

Amazing  grace !  how  sweet  the  sound. ..J.  Newton  456 

Amazing  sight,  the  Saviour  stands..  Ji</">>  -fit  me  196 

And  am  I  born  to  die C.  Wesley  816 

And  are  we  yet  alive C.  Wesley  718 

And  can  I  yet  delay C.  Wesley  276 

And  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain C.  Wesley  308 

And  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love Anne  Steele  532 

And  is  the  time  approaching.... Miss  Jane  Boswick  691 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail C.  Wesley  804 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought C.  Wesley  839 

And  must  this  body  die /.  Watts  817 

And  will  the  great  "eternal  God P.  Doddridge  706 

And  will  the  mighty  God G.  Bauson  314 

And  will  the  Judge  descend P.  Doddridge  840 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found C.  Wesley  277 

Angels  roll  the  rock  away T.  Scott  lil 

Another  hand  is  beckoning  us ./•  G.    WMttier  807 

Another  year  of  toil  is  spent //.  J.  Bowman  717 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat J.  Newton  264 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise C.Wesley  323 

Arise,  ve  saints,  arise T.  Kelly  567 

Arm  of  the  Lord  awake,  awake...  W.  Shrubsole,  Jr  681 


INDEX   TO    THE    HYMNS. 

Around  the  throne  of  God..3£rs.  Anne  H.  Shepherd  751 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams...//.  F.  Lyte  585 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep Mrs.  M.  Mackay  797 

Awake  and  sing  the  song W.  Hammond  2a 

Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake C.    Wesley,  594 

Awake,my  tongue.thy  tribute  bring,. ...J".  NeedJiam  397 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 8.  Medley  399 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve..!*. Doddridge  o47 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun T.  Ken  764 

Awake,ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes,P.Doddridae  786 

Awaked  by  Siuai's  awful  sound Unknown,  b___ 

Away,  my  needless  fears O.  Wesley  7/ 

Be  still  my  heart;  these  anxious  cares.. ..J.  Newton  488 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne I.  Watts  2 

Before  thy  face,  my  God,  I  fall H.  B.  Hartzler  444 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door J-  Gngg  219 

Behold  me,  Saviour,  at  thy  feet I  nknown  390 

Behold  the  Bridegroom  cometh....  Gerard  Moultrie  581 

Behold  the  Christian  warrior  $tands..J. Montgomery  o61 

Behold  the  heathen  waits  to  know Mrs.  I  oke  68b 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind S.  Wesley  111 

Behold  the  sure  foundation-stone I.  Watts  609 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace J.  Newton  417 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace !  Watts  317 

Behold  where  in  a  mortal  form W.  Enfield  99 

Begin,  my  soul,  some  heuvenly  theme I.  Watts  o7 

Being  of  beings,  God  of  love S.  Wesley  344 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head R.  Heber  7J0 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart ...J.  Eeble  d82 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God J.  Humphry*  321 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love C.Wesley  627 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds  our  hearts.. ..J.  Faweett  6o2 

Blest  Comforter  divine Mrs.  L.  H.  Sigourney  166 

Blest  day  of  God  most  calm,  most John  Mason  602 

Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace   Thomas  Kelly  320 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow C.  Wesley  209 

Brethren  in  Christ,  and  well  beloved C.  Wesley  618 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here J.  Swam  5/9 

Bondage  and  death  the  cup  contains../..  31.  Sargent  1L> 

.Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  ot  the E.  Heber  92 

Bv  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill •R>Heber  7o0 

By  faith  I  to  the  fountain  fly <^  Wesley  258 

By  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears R.  Grant  284 

Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God... 3frs.F.  D.  Hemans    805 

Calm  on  the  listening  ea'r  of  night E.  H  Sears  86 

Cast  thv  bread  upon  the  Yraters..3!rs.J.H.Hanawrd    697 

Chief  o"f  sinners  though  I  be McComb    462 

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INDEX    TO    THE    HYMNS. 

Children  loud  hosannas  singing... Mrs.  H.  B.  Steele  674 

Children  of  God,  awake Thos.  Cotter  ill  604 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King J.  Vennick  461 

Christ  for  the  world  we  sing 5.  Wolcott  702 

Christ  is  coming  !  let  creation J.  R.  Macduff  836 

Christ  of  all  ruy  hopes  the  ground R.  Wardlaw  469 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  again M.  Weisse  140 

Christ  tue  Lord  is  risen  to-day C.  Wesley  142 

Christ  the  Lord  J6  risen  to-day^      ...Jane  E.  Leeson  143 

Christ  whose  glory  fills  the  skies C.  Wesley  283 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join C.  Wesley  633 

Come,  at  the  morning  hour J.  Montgomery  765 

Come,  every  soul  by  sin  oppressed. ..J".  H.  Stockton  253 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  sacred  fire F.  Bottome  364 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quickening  fire...C  Wesley  369 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire.. ..-4.  Nettleton  328 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire....  C.  Wesley  162 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  ins..  Gre gory  the  Great  155 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind J.  Steivart  152 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come J.  Hart  164 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Love 1.  Watts  156 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God.../.  Watts  197 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls I.  Walts  220 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord..,/.  Montgomery  617 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey C.  Wesley  782 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 1.  Watts  12 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above C.  Wesley  630 

Come  let  us  use  the  grace  divine C.  Wesley  345 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  come A.  Reed  434 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare J.  Newton  431 

Come,  O  Creator,  spirit  blest Rabanus  Mourns  154 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays T.  Blackloek  4 

Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  the  Lord C.  Wesley  226 

'Come  on, "my  partners  in  distress C.  Wesley  514 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  v oiee. .. Mrs. A. R.B '« rbauld  244 

Come,  Saviour  Jesus,  from. .Madame  A.  Bourignon  337 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast C.  Wesley  227 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad /.  Watts  21 

Come,  thou  almighty  King C.  Wesley  32 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing... R.  Robinson  426 

Come,  thou  soul  transforming  Spirit J.  Evans  37 

Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain. ..J".  Montgomery  251 

Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast....^'.  Jones  233 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye T.  Moore  517 

Come,  ye  saints,  behold  and  wonder T.  Kelly  146 

Come,  ye  sinners  poor  and  needy J.  Hart  246 

Come,  ye  souls,  by  sin  afflicted Joseph  Swain  291 

Come,.ye  that  love  the  Lord /.  Watts  24 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord..G.  Burder  60 


INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name.J««e  Steele  415 

Come, weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed..^! nne  Steele  225 

Come,  weary  sinners,  come V.  Wesley  240 

Come,  ye  weary  souls  oppressed Unknown  245 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs P.  Gerhardt  505 

Content,  O  Lord,  and  free  from  fear S.  Wolcott  498 

Day  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders J.  Newton  844 

Dear  Jesus,  1  long  to  he  perfectly W.  Nicholson  389 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul Anne  Steele  495 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine P.  Doddridge  631 

Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  sh  Alb;/  Bradley  Hyde  b 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone...  IT.  C.  'Bryant  483 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin Anne  Steele  186 

Delightful  work  !  young  souls  to  win. .J]  Slraphan  670 

Depth  of  mercy!  can  there  be C.  Wesley  289 

Do  you  see  the  Hebrew  captives  kneeL.P.  P.  Bliss  526 

Drooping  souls,  no  longer  mourn... Unknown  287 

Earnest  of  future  bliss A.  M.  Tojilady  335 

Earth  with  its  dark  and  dreadful  ills  ...Alice  Cary  812 

Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord T.  llaweis  160 

Equip  me  for  the  war C.  Yv'esley  570 

Eternal  Father  !  thou  hast  said R.  Palmer  685 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy P.  Doddridge  773 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth T.  Cotterill  329 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess I.  Watts  151 

Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy Mrs.H.Bonar  474 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss..Z>.  Turner  2G8 

Faith  is  the  spirit's  sweet  control Baptist  Noel  274 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night...d?me  Steels  856 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee C.  Wesley  262 

Father!  I  own  thy  voice S.  Wolcott  420 

Father,  in  whom  we  live C.  Wesley  22 

Father  of  all,  whose  love  profou E.  Cooper  8 

Father  of  glory  !  to  thy  name /.  Watts  ;i 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear B.  Beddome  636 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love ...Unknown  1"* 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace.. ..P.  Doddridge  535 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word Anne  Steele  176 

Father  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend..  W.  J.  Irons  499 

Father  of  the  human  race W.  B.  Collyer  747 

Father,  whate'erof  earthly  bliss Anne  Steele  500 

Fear  not,  O  little  flock,  the  foe G.  Adolphus  580 

Fight  the  good  fight  with  all  Xhy.-.J.  S.  B.  Monsell  560 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be C.  Wesley  371 

For  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace H.  Bownto'n  783 

Forever  with  the  Lord J.  Montgomery  820 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

Forth  to  the  land  of  promise  hound H.  Alford  862 

Forward!  be  our  watchword H.  Aljord  578 

Fount  of  everlasting  love Ray  Palmer  598 

Fo un tain  of  mercy,  God  of  love. . Mrs.  A .  Flowerdew  7 76 

Friend  after  friend  departs J.  Montgomery  821 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies I.   Watts  1 

From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard... J.  W.Cunningham  115 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows H.  Stoicell  394 

From  Greenland's  "icy  mountains R.  Heber  688 

From  the  cross  the  blood  is  falling H.  Bonar  130 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high T.  Haweis  249 

Full  salvation  !  full  salvation F.Bottome  384 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us T.  Hastings  519 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise I.  Watts  861 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears P.  Gerhardt  504 

Giver  of  each  perfect  gift I  nknown  351 

Give  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above I.  Watts  50 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken J.Newton  615 

Glory  to  God  on  high J.  Hart  665 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God!  this  night T.  Ken  769 

Go  and  seek  the  lost  and  dying H  P.  Hartzler  701 

Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim..  Zftom.  Morell  641 

Go  bury  thy  sorrow Unknown  530 

Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name Unknown  635 

Go  forward,  Christian  soldiers L.  Tuttieit  576 

Go,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent //.  Bonar  544 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane J.  Montgomery  124 

Go  to  thy  rest,  dear  child Mrs.  L.  H.  Sigoumejj  828 

God  bless  our  native  land Chas    T.  Brooks  730 

God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear G.  Tersteegen  217 

God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints I.  Watts  491 

God  is  in  his  holy  temple J.  Montgomery  36 

God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens....  ..  J.  Bowring  62 

God  in  the  Gospel  of  his  Son B.  Beddome  172 

God  is  my  strong  salvation J.  Montgomery  516 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints I.  Watts  607 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way W.  Cowper  69 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope I.  Watts  493 

God  of  all  power  and  truth  and  grace C.  Wesley  361 

God  of  eternal  truth  and  grace ('.  Wesley  375 

God  of  thine  Israel's  faithful  three C.  Wesley  492 

God  with  us,  O  glorious  name S.  Slinn  108 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound P.  Doddridge  207 

Gracious  Lord,  to  thee  we  raise H.  B.  Hartzler  42 

Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine... J.  Stockcr  168 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings I.  Watts  7 

Great  God  !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye..  W.Roscoe  733 

Great  God  !  indulge  my  humble  claim I.  Watts  302 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee .4.  A.  Wooeftiult  734 

Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hcar...Z>\  Ringwaldt  845 

Great  God,  whose  hand  outpours  the  rills..  Unknown  724 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God I.  Waits  713 

Great  King  of  glory,  come B.  Francis  712 

Great  King  of  nations,  hear  our  \,x...J.  II.  Gurney  735 

Great  Lord  of  all  thy  churches !  hear..  W.Kingsbury  593 

Great  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power...  T.  Haweis  159 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehov     P.  &  W.  Williams  81 

Had  I  the  gift  of  tongues S.  Stennet  539 

Hail,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost C.  Wesley  55 

Hail,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus J.  Wingrove  463 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus J.  Bakeicell  125 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed J.  Montgomery  692 

Hallelujah,  Christ  is  mine E.  P.  Barrows  468 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ending C.  Wesley  822 

Happy  the  home  when  God  is  there Unknown  744 

Hark  !  how  the  Gospel  trumpet  sounds..#.  Medley  210 

Hark,  how  the  watchmen  cry C.  Wesley  569 

Hark,  that  shout  of  rapturous  joy  ...Thomas  Kelly  835 

Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour. ..P.  Doddridge  83 

Hark,  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy J.  Evans  127 

Hark,  the  voice  of  Jesus,  calling D.  March  552 

Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices J.  Cawood  91 

Haste,  traveler,  haste,  the  night  co...  W.  B.  Collver  214 

Haste,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise T.  Scott  243 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time Harriet  Auber  698 

He  comes,  becomes,  the  Judge  severe...  C.  Wesley  832 

He  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies I.  Watts  133 

He  leadeth  me  !  0  blessed  thought.. .J.  II.  Gilmore  528 

He  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives...    Anne  Steele  132 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping... Titos.  Hastings  553 

He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be C.  Wcslejj  366 

Help  us,  O  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear ,T.  CoUerill  533 

Here  at  thy  cross,  my  Saviour,  God I.  Watts  260 

Here  I  can  firmly  rest P.  Gerhardt  460 

Here  in  thy  name,  eternal  God J.  Montgomery  705 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God /.  Walls  68 

Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh. ..J".  Wesley  224 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name J.  Necdham  58 

Holy  and  true  and  righteous  Lord C.  Wesley  365 

Holy  Bible,  book  divine ./.  Burton,  Sr.  184 

Holv  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness P.  Gerhardt  170 

Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Guide M.  M.  Wells  167 

Holy  Spirit,  truth  divine S.  Longfellow  169 

Hosanna  !  be  the  children's  song....,/.  Montgomery  671 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet I.  Watts  643 

How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine...!.  C.  Coxe  103 


INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

How  blest  the  hours  when  first  we  %a\e.. S.F.Smith  650 

How  blest  the  sacred  lie. ..Mrs.  Anna  L.  Barbavid  621 

How  blest  the  righteous   ..Mrs.  Anna  L.  Barbauld  798 

How  can  sinners  know C.  Wesley  331 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the.-G.  Keith  513 

How  gentle  God's  commands P.  Doddridge  509 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace C.  Wesley  310 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot J.  Wesley  847 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies ^ Anne  Steele  188 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine I.  Watts  743 

How  long,  O  Lord,  our  God Unknown  727 

How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart Anne  Steele  583 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair I.  Watts  608 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine J.  Fawcett  177 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is I.  Watts  189 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight J.  Swain  623 

How  swe?t  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds....,/  Newton  94 

How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  ..Mrs.  Eliza  L.  Follen  496 

How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day..W.HBathnrst  800 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  Gospel  so.. ...  J.  Bowrimg  201 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts.../.  Watts  181 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls P.  Doddridge  794 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours J.  Newton  472 

How  tender  is  thy  hand T.  Hastings  508 

How  vast,  how  full,  how  free Unknown  205 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies D.  E.  Ford  788 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross W.  McDonald  355 

I  am  trusting,  trusting  surelv H.  N.  V.  386 

I  bless  the  Christ  of  God ". H  Bonar  332 

I  gave  my  life  for  thee Miss  F.  B.  Havergal  128 

I  have  a  home  above H.  Bennett  864 

I  hear  thy  welcome  voice L.  Hartsough  2A2 

I  hear  the  words  of  love H.  Bonar  315 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say H.  Bonar  452 

I  know  I  love  my  Saviour  now H.  B.  Hartzhr  334 

I  know  that  my  Reedeemer  lives &  Medley  131 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus H.  Bonar  464 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord T.  Dwight  612 

I  love  to  hear  the  story Mrs.  E.  H  Miller  752 

I  love  to  tell  the  story" Catharine  Hankey  478 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away Mrs.  P.  H.  Brown  416 

I  need  thee  every  hour Mrs.  A.  S.  Hawks  392 

I  stand  on  Zion's  mount Jos.  Swain  510 

I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet ..Mrs.  J.  Luke  753 

1  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of...//*.  L.  Zinzendorf  359 

I  want  a  principle  within C.  Wesley  564 

I  will  sin^  of  my  Redeemer P.  P.  Bliss  475 

I  will  sing  you  a  song Mrs.  E.  H.  Gates  846 

I  would  not  live  alwav,  I  ask W.  A.  Muhlenberg  829 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

I  worship  thee,  O  Holy  Ghost W.  F.  Warren  163 

I  would  be  thine,  O  take  my      Mrs.  Eliz.  Reed  271 

If  you  caunot  on  the  ocean Mrs.  E.  H.  Gates  555 

If  you  cannot  be  a  watchman D.March  673 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord /.  Watts  451 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here Thos.  R.  Taylor  867 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath /.  Watts  435 

I've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price J.  Mason  459 

I've  found  a  friend,  Q  such  a  friend Unknown  480 

In  age  and  feebleness  extreme C.  Wesley  758 

In  evil  long  1  took  delight ./.  Newton  455 

In  expectation  sweet Jos.  Swain  819 

In  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice S.  Medley  486 

In  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me J.  F.  tierzog  770 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory ,..  J.  Bowring  126 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling T.  Kelly  35 

In  this  calm,  impressive  hour Thos.  Hastings  771 

Infinite  God,  to  thee  we  raise C.  Wesley  9 

Is  this  death  ?  my  life-day  ending D.  B.  Byers  825 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear E.  H.  Sears  85 

It  is  thv  hand,  mv  God James  G.  Deck  507 

It  is  not  death  to  die A.  H.  C.  Mahlan  813 

Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high I.  Watts  46 

Jerusalem  my  happy  home D.  Dickson  855 

Jerusalem  the  golden Bernard  of  Cluny  871 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be J.  Grigg  440 

Jesus,  at  thy  feet  I  fall H.  J.  Bowman  353 

Jesus,  from  whom  all  blessings  How C.  Wesley  622 

Jesus,  full  of  love  divine B.  Gouah  388 

Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  love C.  Wesley  290 

Jesus,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory J.  BakeiceU  147 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  live C.  Wesley  372 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken H.  F.  Lyle  349 

Jesus,  I  live  to  thee H.  Harbaugh  380 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name P.  Doddridge  453 

Jesus,  immortal  King,  arise A.  C.  H.  Seymour  686 

Jesus,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me R.  Palmer  285 

Jesus  lives!  no  longer  now F.  E.  Cox  826 

Jesus,lover  of  my  soul C.  Wesley  282 

Jesus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone J.  Cennick  441 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend C.  Wesley  296 

Jesus,  ray  Lord,  to  thee  I  cry E.  H.  H.  297 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend C.  Wesley  403 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace..P.  Doddridge  534 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope C.  Wesley  379 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way C.  Wesley  347 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun I.  Watts  680 


INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

Jesus,  the  Christ  of  God H.  Bonar  106 

Jesus,  the  Conqueror,  reigns C.  Wesley  139 

Jesus,  the  Lord  of  glory,  died B.  W.  Noel  136 

Jesus,  the  name,  high  over  all C.  Wesley  95 

Jesus,  the  word  of  mercy  give C.  Wesley  642 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of... Bernard  of  Clairvaux  449 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend B.  Burnham  265 

Jesus,  thou  soul  of  all  our  joys C.  Wesley  30 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  h... Bernard  of  Clairvaux  442 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me P.  Gerhardt  367 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteous. „i7.  L.  Zinzendorf  301 

Jesus',  we  look  to  thee C.  Wesley  23 

Jesus  wept!  those  tears  are  over J.  R.  Macduff  107 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding....  T.  Hastings  824 

Jesus,  whom  angel  hosts  adore H.  Bonar  113 

Join  all  the  glorious  names I.  Waits  109 

Join  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name 5.  Medley  401 

Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come I.  Watts  82 

Just  as  I  am  without  one  plea Charlotte  Elliott  255 

Just  as  thou  art  without  one  trace R.  S.  Cook  222 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake J.  Newton  619 


Laborers  of  Christ,  arise Mrs.L.  H.  Sigourney  719 

Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain C.Wesley  299 

Lay  your  treasures  higher,  safer U.  B.  Hartzler  556 

Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  the .J.  H.  Newman  511 

Let  all  on  earth  their  voices  raise /.  Watts  31 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree C.  Wesley  212 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend /.  Watts  194 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak /.  Watts  56 

Let  him  to  whom  we  now  belong C.  Wesley  346 

Let  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky T.  Cotterill  158 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue J.  Newton  450 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake P.  Doddridge  640 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord I.  Watts  787 

Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus C.  Wesley  843 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates G.  Weissel  89 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above C.  Wesley  412 

Lo!  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore G.  Tersteegen  8 

Lo  !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending... .C.  Wesley  837 

Lo!  the  day  of  Christ  appea..3/Vs.  E.  Charles,  Tr.  834 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious T.  Kelly  145 

Lord,  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee J.  M.  Gurney  548 

Lord,  at  this  closing  hour E.T.  Filch  26 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall -J.  Cennick  257 

Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold S.  Stennet  659 

Lord,  before  thy  holyaltar Unknown  728 


INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

1  -ord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  ...John  Fawcett  38 

]  ord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Robt.  Hawker  40 

I  ord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost J.  Montgomery  165 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they /.  Watts  303 

J.ord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine S.  Davies  336 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains C.  Wesley  373 

J  ord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice.../.  Watts  182 

1  ord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings. .Mrs.E.  Codner  292 

Lord,  I  know  thy  grace  is  nigh  me....H.  D.  Gause  295 

]  ord,  in  the  morning  I  will  send Unknown  759 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear /.  Watts  760 

liord,  in  thy  name  thy  servants  plead J.  Keble  111 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care R.  Baxter  501 

Lord  Jesus,  when  we  stand  afar W.  W.  How  118 

lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went..  IF.  Crosicell  536 

Lord,  let  me  know  mine  end J.  Montgomery  795 

Lord  of  my  life,  O  may  thy  praise Anne  Steele  761 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  meet  this  hour..H.  J. Bowman  716 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  bend  thine  ear T.  Hastings  684 

Lord  of  the  living  harvest J.  S.  B.  Monsell  645 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me I.  Watts  48 

Lord,  thou  on  earth  didst  love  thine. ...R.  Palmer  626 

Lord,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours C.  Wesley  150 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin I.  Watts  185 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now TF.  Hammond  429 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling C.  Wesley  383 

Lovers  of  pleasure  more  than  God C.  Wesley  223 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned S.  Bennett  100 

MaKe  tiaste,  U  man  to  five //?  Bonar  551 

Many  centuries  have  fled J.  Conder  667 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour.. J.  Newton  39 

Men  of  God,  go,  take  your  stations Thos.  Kelly  720 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature.. D.  Denham  869 

Mistaken  souls  that  dream  of  heaven /.  Walts  270 

More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ Mrs.  E.  P.  Prentiss  437 

Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain Unknown  726 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone T.  Shepherd  490 

Must  I  my  brother  keep B.  McAndrew  542 

My  country!  't  is  of  thee S.  F.  Smith  738 

Mv  dear  Redeemer  and  mv  Lord I.  Watts  545 

Mv  Father,  God,  how  sweet  the P.  Doddridge  327 

My  Father,  I  have  loved  thy  truth..!!. B.Hartzler  757 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee R.  Palmer  391 

My  former  hopes  are  fled W.  Cowper  190 

My  God  !  accept  my  heart  this  day M. Bridges  343 

My  God  !  how  wonderful  thou  art F.  W.  Faber  54 

Mv  God,  I  am  thine,  what  comfort C.  Wesley  467 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine C.  Wesley  376 

My  God  !  is  any  hour  so  sweet Charlotte  Elliott  433 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMXS. 

My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name Anne  Steele  72 

My  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry C.  Wesley  272 

My  God,  my  Life,  my  Love /.  Watts  419 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys /.  Watts  445 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair...  W.  Hunter  848 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less E.  Mote  309 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt B.  Schmolke  524 

My  life  flows  on  in  endless  song R.  Loicry  479 

My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord B.C.  Brackenburg  241 

My  soul  and  all  its  powers C.  Wesley  '640 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard G.  Heath,  566 

My  soul  complete  in  Jesus..  J//\s.  Grace  W.  Hinsdale  304 

My  soul  doth  praise  the  Lord H.  J.  Bowman  421 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise /.  Walls  59 

My  soul,  weigh  not  thy  life Leonard  Swain  568 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee Mrs.  Sarah  F.  Adams  423 

Never  can  the  word  be  broken H.  B.  Hartzler  521 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard..../.  Watts  857 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts I.  Watts  206 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men I.  Watts  203 

Not  what  these  hands  have  done H.  Bonar  191 

Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal...  J.  Newton  408 

Now  is  the  accepted  time J.  Bobell  236 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground J.  A.  Rothe  324 

Now,  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise 6".  Medley  400 

Now,  in  parting,  Father,  bless  us H.  Bonar  669 

Now  is  the  accepted  time J.  Dobell  236 

Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King....O.  Heginbotham  174 

Now  thank  we  all  our  God M.  Binkard  17 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul Thos.  Cot/prill  20 

O  blessed  souls  are  they 1.  Watts  316 

O  bliss  of  the  purified,  bliss  of  the F.  Bottome  477 

O  come  and  dwell  in  me C.  Wesley  381 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth S.  Medley  436 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness C.   Wordsworth  605 

O  eyes  that  are  weary  and  hearts  that...  Unknown  512 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God W.  Cowper  082 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink...  W.  H  Bathurst  494 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God C.  Wesley  370 

O  for  a  shout  of  joy J.  Young  61 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing C.  Wesley  411 

O  for  that  flame  of  living  fire W.  H.  Bathurst  592 

Ofor  the  death  ol  those J.  Montgomery  814 

O  for  the  happy  hour G.  W.  Bethune  591 

O  God,  beneath  thv  guiding  hand L.  Bacon  731 

O  God  of  love,  O  King  of  peace....£tV  H.  W.  Baker  732 

0  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call I.  Walts  266 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

0  God  of  peace,  thee  we  implore A.W.Onclg  362 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past /.  Watts  53 

O  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone J. Montgomery  487 

O  God,  though  countless  worlds  oi...J.  D.  Kuoivles  709 

O  God  unseen,  yet  ever  near Edward  Osier  660 

O  God,  what  offering  shall  I  give J.  Lange  339 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice....P.  Doddridge  439 

G  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord Unknown  5 

O  how  happy  are  they O.  Wesley  471 

O  how  I  fear  thee,  living  God F.  W.  Faber  15 

O  how  the  thought  of  God  attracts.. .i*1.  W.  Faber  374 

O  Jesus,  at  thy  feet  we  wait C.  Wesley  378 

O  Jesus,  delight  of  mv  soul Unknown  341 

0  Jesus,  full  of  grace." C.  Wesley  588 

O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace C.  Wesley  360 

O  Jesus,  Kiug  most  wonder. .Bernard  of  Clairvaux  447 

O  Jesus,  my  salvation mT.  Hamilton  288 

O  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord Anne  Steele  657 

C  Jesus,  sweet  the  tears  I  shed B.  Palmer  269 

O  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh Unknown  859 

O  let  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly Anne  Steele  854 

O  light  in  darkness,  joy  in  grief i.iiwr  458 

O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee J.  Upland  457 

O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfill W.  Cowper  497 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told Tale  &  Brady  736 

O  Lord,  our  God,  arise B.  Wardlaw  687 

O  Lord,  our  God,  thy  light  and    ...J.  Montgomery  749 

OLord,  thy  work  revive Phoebe  H.  Brown  589 

O  Lord,  turn  not  thy  face  from  me. ..John  Mardlev  275 

O  Lord,  while  we  confess  the  ...Mrs.  M.  B.  Peters  653 

O  love  divine  and  tender J.  S.  B.  Monselt  746 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art C.  Wesley  387 

O  love  divine  !  O  matchless  grace E.  Turney  661 

O  love  divine,  what  hast  thou  done C.  Wesley  121 

O  love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart C.  Wesley  338 

0  Master,  "it  is  good  to  be A.  P.  Stanley  104 

O  my  God,  how  thy  salvation J.  S.  B.  Monsell  427 

O  my  soul,  what  means  this  sadness J.  Fawcett  51S 

O  morning  Star,  how  bright  and  fair P.  Nieolai  481 

O  most  Merciful R.  H'eBer  41 

O  Paradise !  O  Paradise F.   W.  Faber  873 

O  praise  our  God  to-day H.  W.Baker  541 

O  safe  totbe  rock  that  is  higher W.  O.  dishing  525 

O  sacred  Head  now  wound. ..Bernard  of  Clairvaux  123 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's J.  Gambold  476 

Othat  I  could  forever  dwell A.  Eeed  396 

O  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows...?7.  Haweis  414 

Othou  God  of  my  salvation T.  Olivers  428 

0  thou  God  who  hearest  prayer.. J.  Conder  432 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul J.  Swain  470 

O  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight.... G.  Tersteegen  363 

O  thou  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of... A.  M.  Toplady  298 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer." .7".  Burton  171 

O  thou  who  all  things  canst  con..From  the  German  543 

O  thou  whose  tender  mercy  hears Anne  Steele  263 

O  thou  whose  own  vast  temple  sta....  W.  C.  Bryant  710 

O  'tis  delight  without  alloy I.  Watts  448 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will J.  Hopkins  250 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace S.  Medley  234 

O  what  is  life  ? — 'tis  like  a  flower Jane  Taylor  792 

O  what  shall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praise... C.  Wesley  325 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus J.  Lelan'd  575 

O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now A.  C.  Coxe  610 

O  where  is  now  that  glowing  love T.  Kelly  587 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found T.  Montgomery  237 

O  word  of  God  incarnate W.  W.  How  183 

O  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  ab B.  Grant  34 

O  worship  the  Lord,  in  the  beauty  of....B.  Loicry  43 

O'er  the  hills  the  sun  is  setting W.  J.  Bosticick  875 

Of  him  who  did  salvation.. .. Bernard  of  Clairvaux  200 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand S.  Bennett  853 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing T.  Kelly  693 

On  the  works  of  his  creation S.  Wolcoit  65 

On  thy  church,  O  power  divine Harriet  Auber  699 

Once  blind  with  sin  and  self G.  Tersteegen  318 

Once  more  before  we  part J.  Hart  27 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day I.  Watts  763 

Once  more,  O  Lord,  assembling H.  B.  Hartzler  714 

One  more  day's  work  for  Jesus Anna  Warren  557 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought Phoebe  Cam  874 

Only  waiting  till  the  shadows Mrs.  F.  L.  Mace  823 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers &  Barring-Gould  577 

Onward,  Christian,  though  the baml.  Johnson  554 

Our  children,  Lord,  in  faith E.  H.  Bickersteth  652 

Our  children  thou  dost  claim /?.   Williams  656 

Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven A.  Judson  407 

Our  few  revolving  years B.  Beddome  784 

Our  God  is  love  ;  and  all  his  saints T.  Cotterill  624 

Our  sins  on  Christ  were  laid J.  Fawcett  122 

Out  of  the  depths  of  woe J.  Montgomery  280 

Over  the  ocean  wave,  far,  far  away Unknown  703 

Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour W.  H.  Doane  300 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  needst  not S.  Ecking  66 

Pitving  Saviour,  look  with  blessing  S.  Wolcott  294 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine S.  F.  Smith  620 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair /.  Wafts  187 

Pour  out  thy  spirit  from  on  high. ..J".  Montgomery  638 
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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

Praise,  everlasting  praise  be  paid I-  Watts  49 

Praise  the  rock  of  our  salvation B.  Webb  616 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  pr!a... Mrt.  A.  L.  Barbauld  779 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  'tis  good  to  raise /.  Watts  402 

Praver  is  appointed  to  convey J.  Hart  393 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man..../?.  Beddome  405 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  de3ire...j:  Montgomery  404 

Pray  without  ceasing,  pray C.  Wesley  571 

Prince  of  peace,  control  my Mary  A.  S.  Barber  352 

Proclaim,  saith  Christ,  niv  v-ondrous J.  Newton  654 

Pure  and  free  from  all  corruption W.  Born  385 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  king C.  Wesley  465 

Remember  thy  Creator  row Unknown  748 

Repeat  the  storv  o'er  a-Jd  o'er P.  P.  Bliss  476 

Rescue  the  perishing Fanny  J.  Crosby  558 

Return  and  come  to  God G.  W.  Doane  238 

Return,  mv  soul,  unto  thy  rest J.  Montgomery  342 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thv  rest J.  Stennet  599 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return W.  B.  Colly er  232 

Return,  O  Avanderer,  to  thy  home T.  Hastings  230 

Revive,  O  God,  desponding  saints Unknown  595 

Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord A.  Midlane  590 

Rise,  gloriou3  Conqueror,  rise M.  Bridges  144 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me A.  31.  Toplady  281 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean J.  Edmeston  689 

Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound /.  Watts  193 

Saviour,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we J.  EUerlon  45 

Saviour,  at  thy  foot-stool  bending Unknown  675 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing..,/.  Edmeston  772 

Saviour,  I  follow  on C  8.  Robinson  424 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead. ..Dorelhy  A.  Thrupp  754 

Saviour,  more  than  life  to  ine Fanny  J.  Crosby  356 

Saviour  of  men,  thv  searching  eye. ..J.  J.  Winkler  637 

Saviour  of  our  mined  race T.  Hastinas  668 

Saviour,  thv  dying  love S.  D.  Phelps  •&.» 

Saviour,  teach  Ine  day  by  day....    Jane  E.  Leeson  430 

Saviour,  visit  thv  plantation John  Newton  597 

Saviour,  who  died  for  me Marie  J.  Mason  358 

Saviour,  who  thy  flocks  art  fe...  W.  A.  Muhlenberg  676 

Sav,  sinner  hath  a  voice  within  ...Mrs.  A.  B.  Hyde  218 

Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed Unknoicn  549 

See,  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  thro Anne  Steele  737 

See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand. ..P.  Doddridge  651 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see C.  Wesley  406 

See  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  tri....C.  Wordsworth  148 

Servant  of  God,  well  done C.Wesley  818 

Servants  of  God  in  joyful  lavs J.  Montgomery  6 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

Shepherd  of  tender  youth..  Clement  of  Alexandria  678 

Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God P.  Doddridge  762 

Show  pit}',  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive /.  Watts  256 

Since  all  "the  varying  scenes  of  time J.  Harvey  75 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear John  Berridge  745 

Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord... .P.  Doddridge  446 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name I.  Watts  13 

Sinners,  obey  the  Gospel  word C.  Wesley  221 

Sinner?,  the  "voice  of  God  regard J.  Fawcetl  231 

Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  you  die C.  Wesley  248 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message J.  Allen  247 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express /.  Watts  443 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise C.  Wesley  572 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises W.  Coivper  515 

Sovereign  of  worlds  !  display  thy  po\r...Mrs.  Voke  682 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed J.  Montgomery  550 

Sowing  the  seed  by  the  day..il/rs.  Emily  S.  Oakey  254 

Spirit  Divine,  attend  our  prayer A.  Deed  157 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  down C.  Wesley  333 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord J.  Montgomery  18 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears 1.  Watts  562 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus G.  Dujfield,  Jr.  574 

Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below J.  M.  Neale  742 

Stretched  on  the  cross  the  Saviour Anne  Steele  116 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear J.  Keble  768 

Surely,  Christ  thy  griefs  hath  bo...^4.  M.  Toplady  286 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour...  W.  W.  Watford  398 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King /.  Watts  600 

Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go F.  W.  Faber  10 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing J.  Allen  319 

Sweet  to  reflect,  how  grace  divine. ..A.  M  Toplady  454 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt J.  Newton  584 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song JV.  Strong  740 

Take  me,  O  my  Father,  take  me R.  Palmer  293 

Take  my  life,  and  let  it  be Miss  F.  P.  Havergal  354 

Take  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you. ..Mrs.  L.  Baxter  529 

Take  up  the  cross,  the  Saviour  said..C.  W.  Everest  546 

Talk  with  me,  Lord,  thyself  reveal C.  Wesley  409 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand H.  A/ford  866 

That  awful  dav  will  surely  come i".  Walts  838 

That  blessed  law  of  thine C.  Wesley  348 

That  doleful  night  before  his  death J.  Hart  662 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high..  IF.  Coivper  485 

The  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup Unknown  658 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace S.  Stennet  180 

The  dav  is  past  and  gone J.  Leland  766 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  da W.  Scott  842 

The  glorious  universe  around J.  Montgomery  628 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

The  God  of  harvest  praise J.  Montgomery  781 

The  Gospel,  O  what  endless  charms Anne  Steele  195 

The  great  archangel's  trumpet  shall C.  Wesley  833 

The  grave  is  now  a  favored  spot S.  Medley  802 

The  harvest  dawn  is  near G.  Burgess  647 

The  head  that  was  once  crowned  with T. Kelly  134 

The  King  of  heaveu  his  table  spr P.  Doddridge  6G3 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed T.  Kelly  138 

The  Lord  is  King!  lift  up  thy  voice J.  Conder  47 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare J.  Addison  78 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is I.  Walts  76 

The  Lord  of  life  with  glory  crowned.i2.  Wardlaw  137 

The  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  shall  qu.J2.  Ilcber  831 

The  Lord  our  God  alone  is  stro....C.  T.  Winchester  707 

The  morning  light  is  breaking S.  F.  Smith  690 

The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod N.  P.  Willis  704 

The  prodigal  with  streami..... Vnknoivn  273 

The  royal  banner  forward  go..  Venantius  Fortunatus  120 

The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear Anne  Steele  235 

The  Saviour  kindly  calls P.  Doadridge  655 

The  Saviour!  O  wliat.end3esscharms...^lwwe  Steele  96 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high J.Addison  51 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word W~.  Cowper  179 

The  starry  firmament  on  high r.  E.Grant  173 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name I.  Watts  791 

There  is  a  blessed  home H.  W.  Baker  872 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood W.  Cowper  192 

There  is  a  fold  whence  none  can .,...  John  East  858 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands i".  Watts  860 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen G.  Eobins  849 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight I.  Watts  852 

There  is  a  mighty  helper II.  B.  Hartzler  105 

There  is  no  night  in  heaven..... F.  M.  Knoilis  865 

There  is  a  safe  and  sacred  place H.  F.  Lyle  313 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest...  W.  B.  Tappan  863 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps J.  A.  Wallace  410 

There 's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy ...F.  W.  Faber  63 

There's  a  friend  for  little  children. ..Alb.  Midlane  755 

There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale Mrs.  A.  Opie  14 

There  were  ninety  and  nine  that..Eliz.C.Clephane  213 

Thine  holy  day's  returning E.  Palmer  606 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one Miss  Fletcher  538 

This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee... TV.  by  S.  Gillman  648 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  ma.. ..Harriet  Auber  601 

This  stone  to  "thee  in  faith  we  lay. ..J.  Montgomery  708 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone G.  W.  Doane  97 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb J.  Cennick  98 

Thou  God  of  all-sufficient  grace C.  Wesley  377 

Thou  God  of  power ;  thou  God  of  love...  J.  Walker  29 
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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMXS . 

Thou  grace  divine,  encircling  all Eliza  Seudder  52 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose G.  Tersteegen  368 

Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose C.  Wesley  466 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead C.  Wesley  841 

Thou  Lord  ol  allabove B.  Beddome  279 

Though  all  the  world  my  choice  de... 67.  Tersteegen  438 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers J.  Newton  80 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord /.  Watts  531 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God /.  Watts  789 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's..//".  IT.  1\7iite  808 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on /.  Watts  767 

Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light....,/.  Montgomery  178 

Thy  mercy  heard  my  infant  prayer R.  Grant  75G 

Thy  providence,  great  God,  we  praise....  Unknown  774 

Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea J.  Fawcelt  71 

Thy  ways,  0  Lord,  with  wise  design... Serle  67 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord H.  Bonar  523 

Thy  works,  not  mine,  O  Christ H.  Bonar  208 

Till  he  come  :  O  let  the  words. ..E.  //.  Bickersteth  666 

Time  is  winging  us  awav J.  Burton  793 

'Tis  by  the  faith  ot  joys  to  come /.   Watts  482 

'Tis  finished  !  so  the  Saviour  cried.. £.  Stennet  114 

'Tis  finished!  the  Messiah  dies C.  Wesley  117 

'Tis  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  br...  W.  B.  Tappan  112 

'Tis  thine  alone,  almighty  name E.  F.  Hatfield  725 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls F.  8.  Smith  252 

To  God  the  only  wise /.  Watts  28 

To  thee,  0  (rod,  whose  guiding  hand..  W.  T.  Davis  730 

To  us  a  chii'l  of  hope  is  born J.  Morrison  84 

Trembling  before  thine  awful  th...A.  L.  Hillliouse  307 

Try  us,  O  (rod,  and  search  the  ground... ft  Wesley  625 

'T  was  Jesus'  last  and  great  command Unknown  639 

"f  was  the  Jay  when  God's  an /'.  H.  Hedge,  tr.  129 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb /.  Wails  803 

Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page J.  Bowring  175 

Urge  on  your  rapid  course C.  Wesley  573 

V  a  in.  delusive  world,  adieu ft   Wesley  357 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear J.  Hart  228 

Vilai  -park  of  heavenly  flame A.  Pope  830 

Wail  till  the  shadows  flee A.M.  Toplndy  851 

Walk  in  the  light,  so  shalt  thou  know../?.  Barton  330 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night J.  Bowring  700 

We  all  believe  in  one  true  God T.  Clausnitzer  64 

We  b'ess  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God Unknown  502 

We  come  with  the  cup  of  salvation.. H. B. Hartzler  741 

We  give  thee  but  thine  own W.  W.  How  540 

We  have  no  outward  righteousness ft  Wesley  305 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

We  journey  through  a  Tale  of  tears B.  Barton  503 

We  lay  thee  in  the  silent  tomb Unknown  810 

We  may  not  climb  the  heavenly J.  G.  Whittier  102 

We  plow  the  fields  and  scatter M.  Claudius  780 

We  praise  thee,  gracious  Father II.  B.  Hartzler  721 

We  praise  thee,  0  God,  for  the  So...  IK.  P.  Mackay  596 

We  rear  not  a  temple,  like  Judah's...//".  Ware,  Jr.  711 

We  sing  his  love  who  once  was Rowland  Hill  801 

We  sing  the  praise  of  him  who  died T.  Kelly  202 

We  sinners,  Lord,  with  en.... Bernard  of  Clairvaux  267 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  bl... 3Irs.  Eliz.  Mills  868 

Welcome,  happy  morning,  age  to...  V.  Fortunatus  149 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest I.  Walts  6„3 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer. W.  Mason  550 

What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus Unknown  422 

What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone....k'.  Denny  101 

What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love* C.  Wesley  198 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God S.  Wesley,  Sr.  312 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do I.  Watts  204 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet W.  Cowper  395 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God J.  Addison  74 

When  doomed  to  death,  the  apostle..  W.  C.  Bryant  722 

When  his  salvation  bringing J.  King  679 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear I,  Watls  489 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross I.  Watts  119 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  pi... II.  K.  White  88 

When  on  the  brink  of  death W.B.  Colly er  815 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief I.  Watts  506 

When  peace  like  a  river  attendeth..I£  G.  Spafford  527 

When  shall  we  meet  again A.  A.  Watts  634 

When  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice...  IF.  Cameron  809 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile Anne  Steele  778 

Wherefore  should  I  make  my  moan C.  Wesley  827 

Which  of  the  monarchs  of  the  earth C.  Wesley  73 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light...  T.  Dwight  216 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand... P.  Doddridge  850 

While  shepherds  watched  their  Qo....Nahum  Tate  87 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting. ..Helen  31.  Williams  70 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun J.  Newton  785 

Who  are  these  arrayed  in  white C.  Wesley  870 

VI  ho  hath  sorrows?  who  hath  woes Unknown  729 

Who  in  the  Lord  confide C.  Wesley  613 

Who  is  thy  neighbor?  He  whom  thou...  W.  Cutler  537 

Who  shall  forbid  our  chastened  woe W.  Hunter  811 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn I.  Watts  306 

Why  do  we  mourn  for  dving  friends /".  Watts  806 

Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee /.  Watts  586 

Why  should  I  in  vain  repining J.  Edmeston  522 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King /.  Watts  161 

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INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 

Why  should  we  boast  uf  time  to  come  —Ml  WUks  229 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die /.   Watts  79S 

Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares. .P.  Doddridge  215 

Wisdom  ascribe  and  might  and  praise.... C.  Wesley  775 

With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh. ..Corn.  Elven  259 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace /.  Watts  135 

With  joy  we  lift  our  eyes T.  Jervis  19 

With  my  substance  I  will  honor B.  Francis  665 

With  stately  towers  and  bulwarks... Harriet  A  uber  611 

With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around. ...Charlotte  Elliott  484 

Within  these  walls  be  peace J.  Montgomery  677 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming Anita  L.  Walker  559 

Wouldst  thou  eternal  life  obtain R.  Palmer  19U 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  wa...P.  Doddridge  672 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ Mrs.  Voke  6-16 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  hear C.  Wesley  211 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord P.  Doddridge  644 

Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master C.  Wesley  33 

Yes,  I  will  bless  thee",  O  my  God..O.  Heginbotham  413 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee S.  F.  Smith  696 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking T.  Kelly  694 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints A.  M.  Toplady  418 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded T.  Kelly  614 


A  Boy's  Hymn. 

[Rev.  Morlais  Jones  "wished  he  could 
write  expressly  for  boys  another  version  of 
Charlotte  Elliott's  hymn,  '  Just  as  I  am,'  full 
of  bright  dreams  and  happy  anticipations.11] 


"  Just  as  I  am, "  thine  own  to  be, 
Friend  of  the  young-,  who  lovest  me; 
To  consecrate  myself  to  thee, 
0  Jesus  Christ,  I  come. 

Tn  the  glad  morning  of  my  day, 
My  life  to  give,  my  vow  to  pay, 
With  no  reserve  and  no  delay, 
With  all  my  heart  I  come. 

T  would  live  ever  in  the  light, 
1  would  work  ever  for  the  right, 
I  would  serve  Thee  with  all  my  might, 
Therefore  to  Thee  I  come. 

"Just  as   I  am."  young,   strong,   and  free, 
To  be  the  best  that  I  can  be 
For  truth,  and  righteousness  and  Thee, 
Lord  of  my  life,  I  come. 

With  many  dreams  of  fame  and  gold, 
Success  and  joy  to  nake  me  bold; 
But  dearer  still  my  faith  to  hold, 
For  my  whole  life,  I  come. 

And  for  Thy  sake  to  win  renown, 
And  then  to  take  my  victor's  crown, 
And  at  Thy  feet  to  cast  it  down, 
0  Master,  Lord,  I  come, 

— Marienne  Famingham. 


